Under the impact of Nabistin's Angry Wave, the Dark Maitreya was blasted into oblivion, leaving not a trace behind.
The turbulent funnel-shaped dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate, the thunder weakened, and heavenly energy spread everywhere. The raging heavy rain finally showed signs of abating.
Without Maitreya's repair and reinforcement, the altar collapsed amidst rumbling sounds, with chunks of stone snapping off and crashing down.
Having unleashed her ultimate ability, Mu Nianqi experienced a brief dizziness, her body weakened, and she lost her balance, falling to the ground.
Tang Zheng quickly sprang forward, catching her in his arms.
"I don't need anyone to help me; I'm not weak to that extent."
The Queen Mu disdainfully resisted physical contact with men. Smelling the scent of blood and sweat on him, she wrinkled her nose and instinctively pressed her right hand against his chest, intending to push him away.
