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The second shadow body had been destroyed!

Peachy pursed her lips together before calming down. She had done all that she could do. Now, it would all depend on who was faster.

Each breath of time could decide her life and death. She lowered her head and continued to condense the runes. Her speed was not slow or fast, and her fingers were as stable as they were at the beginning.

There were even more runes in front of her. They revolved around her like a small vortex.

The overall layout of this vortex had been completed. Only a few nodes needed to be activated and then it would pierce through space and send her away.

Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t have needed to go through so much trouble. But the Scholartree Saint was fighting with the Spring Master in the aether. The shockwaves of their battle had swept out, rendering nearly all methods of breaking through space invalid.

Five nodes.

Three nodes.

Two.

Just one more!

Time quietly passed. The empty space below the deep sea was incomparably quiet. Besides the sound of Peachy’s dress rustling along itself and the sounds of condensing runes, there was nothing else to break the quiet.

Her complexion began to pale and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. The vortex looked ordinary, but for it to form a spatial channel that she could safely pass through as two True Saints wreaked havoc above, it certainly wasn’t ordinary.

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