Amalia noticed the glint in Kenny Lin's eyes and instantly understood that he was up to no good again. Following his gaze toward the disciples of the Eternal One Sect, she decided not to intervene.
Outside the formation, the Body Integration stage wandering spirits, frustrated by their minions' prolonged failure to break through, waved their subordinates away.
With the wandering spirits retreating, the attacks on the formation ceased, and the trembling subsided. Though relieved, the cultivators felt their nerves tighten.
The real challenge was about to begin.
"How much longer do we have to hold out?" Dongjian Zhao asked irritably.
"One hundred and ninety breaths," Amalia replied calmly.
"Still that long?" Dongjian Zhao felt as if an eternity had already passed, yet nearly a third of the time remained.