On the seventh floor, the heavily injured Jingyue collapsed to the ground. "Ah, we're finally back. We're safe now."
Su Qi asked worriedly, "What about our other junior sisters? Will they be okay?"
Jingyue shook her head. "I don't know. I told them to meet on the fifth floor and hide. They should be fine.
Besides, the Mist on the sixth floor was no joke. If that attack hadn't suddenly exploded and blasted a path through it, we might not have found our way back."
Su Qi helped Jingyue sit up. "Was that Mist his doing? But who is he? And how is he so powerful?
We're a Saintess and a Candidacy Saintess, yet we couldn't even handle him."
Jingyue didn't know the answer to that. But their opponent had truly terrified them, especially since Su Qi had nearly died.
It was petrifying.
They still couldn't figure out why Su Qi had ended up unharmed.
But Jingyue would never allow Su Qi to suffer an attack like that again, no matter what.
