Ning Qi's heart sank.
At the same time, he focused on the array on the Martial Arts Arena.
He attempted to harmonize his spirit with the Daoist rhythm of the water ripple pattern.
Just like a water droplet merging into a stream, intertwining with each other.
"Three Thousand Waters, go with the flow..."
Ning Qi murmured softly.
No longer resisting the pressure of the array, he actively followed the spatial pressure.
Flowing like water, it floods through his limbs and bones.
This process was painful, as if the pressure reached every cell of his body.
Pressure heavy as a thousand pounds crushed and shattered every inch of his cells.
However, he gritted his teeth and persisted through it.
At this moment, his entire body was bathed in blood, even his skin began to peel layer by layer.
"Cough."
He coughed violently.
Blood mixed with bits of flesh spewed forth.
"Hmph, I won't lose."
Ning Qi bit his teeth and continued to let the pressure flood his body.
