Everyone present was fixated, afraid of missing a spectacular moment with just a blink of an eye.
Confined within the lotus, Chu Yi was enduring with his tenacious willpower.
His eyes had turned red, filled with bloodshot lines.
The petals of the lotus were converging towards the center little by little.
One thing is certain: if Chu Yi has no resistance, the speed at which the petals gather will be much faster than before.
"This thing is way beyond my capabilities."
Chu Yi felt somewhat panicked. Through the Immortal Wheel Eye, there indeed appeared no difference in Ji Ningshuang.
Currently, the only thing that could possibly resist Ji Ningshuang should be the Demonic Path.
Yet what made Chu Yi very uncomfortable was that he tried several times to mobilize the Demonic Path within himself, all to no avail.
