BOOM! BOOM!
From outside, the palace could be heard trembling. Even from as far away as the front of the Elf Saint Hall, Mengg Yiren, Beize Sheng, and Feng Yang could hear it.
The sound of the impacts was so intense that they even suspected Ye Wushuang had already met a terrible fate.
Ye Rou and Yangg Qing'er, their faces etched with worry and anxiety, couldn't hold back and rushed toward the palace as well.
In front of the palace, as the sounds continued without cease, a hint of urgency finally appeared in Dii Qingxue's otherwise placid eyes.
Before, she had a general idea of Ye Wushuang's strength. She hadn't been worried about him dealing with a Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer opponent, confident that he could win.
But...
Now, he was facing four of the strongest disciples of the Spiritual Spring Realm, not to mention a considerable number of Spiritual Spring Second and Third Layers.
'Can he fend them all off alone?'
This time, even Dii Qingxue wasn't confident.
