As time passed, dozens of attacks in the grand hall continuously bombarded the light barrier. Even though everyone was somewhat holding back, wanting to reserve most of their strength to later snatch the scroll, the incessant barrage seemed to be taking its toll on the barrier, suggesting it might not last much longer.

"Reversal Fist!"

With a seemingly casual punch thrown, Du Fei's figure slightly retreated, landing on the ground. He whispered to Yun Yuqing ...