But the master insisted on enduring the sharp wind blades slicing through her qi cyclone and the cyclone's constant pulling.
As long as he didn't order a stop, she dared not halt her actions.
From this, it was evident how terrifying the master's physique was—far exceeding human cultivators, and even in her view, surpassing some Third-Order Demon Kings known for their robust physiques.
The time of a burning stick of incense felt exceptionally long.
Only when a weary "Stop" echoed from within, did Tian Xuan finally breathe a sigh of relief and cease her demon technique.
At this moment, both the man and the woman looked pale.
The former due to being "beaten," and the latter due to excessive qi consumption.
A jade vial floated toward Tian Xuan.
"There are a hundred Starry Pills inside. They can replenish qi and also support cultivation. Take them."
Tian Xuan accepted it with overwhelming joy.
