Still, it was a hard-fought battle. The Dark Sage admitted that. His face was pale and beads of perspiration continued to run down his face. His right arm was gone – all that remained of it was a bleeding stump.
Rumble…
The stones on the ground began to shake as a dense layer of qi rippled across them.
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"Hmm?"
Glancing downward, Sha Chen noticed the movement, as well as the change in atmosphere. He tensed when he saw a whirlwind of qi revolve violently around him. Not powerful enough to hurt him, but not weak to the point where it would simply dissipate upon colliding with his aura.
"This is…?"
The Dark Sage raised his head and traced the movements of the qi, seeing that they all originated from me. I was still embedded deeply in the rock, but somehow I was exuding a good amount of qi.
"Ugh…"