"AHHHH!!" Ding Yiran screamed as a Cleaner's spear swept him off his feet. He tumbled more than ten times in mid-air, flying dozens of meters before Mosa caught him remotely, buffering his momentum to let him land safely.
In this part of the Divine Domain, where even the ground was immaculate, paved with polished white flagstones, a direct impact would have instantly resulted in multiple fractures. He would have been forced to exit the Divine Domain and go home to recover.
'This guy…' Qinqin released her Divine Power with one hand, forming an invisible force field to block the dozen or so charging Cleaners.
She was furious watching Ding Yiran's performance.
At his current level, he shouldn't have been in such a sorry state when dealing with the Cleaners, even if he couldn't defeat them.
But fear had completely overwhelmed Ding Yiran's training, and now he was in total disarray.
"That's enough for today. We need to retreat now. Find a place to hide and rest," Mosa transmitted.
