But Song Wanning's performance made them feel utterly hopeless.
She was acting as if she were on steroids, her face flushed and rosy. There wasn't the slightest sign that her Spiritual Power was about to run out.
They, on the other hand, had been casting Spells one after another, rapidly depleting their Spiritual Energy. Yet they couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes; everything was blocked by that Immortal Furnace.
One could only imagine their frustration.
Another fifteen minutes passed, and the two finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Their spiritual power and Spiritual Energy were almost completely depleted, and there were barely any unbroken bones left in their bodies...
BOOM—
A bolt of Divine Thunder suddenly descended, engulfing the already despairing Second Ancestor.
"AHHH—!"
The Second Ancestor was already exhausted. Now, with no strength left to resist, he took the full, direct impact of the Divine Thunder.
"Second Brother!"
