Qingshan charged forward, hoping to meet Xueling's attack head-on.
As they were about to clash, Wuyang appeared from Xueling's left, swinging his blade toward her neck. At the same time, Tianfeng descended from above, having dropped his sword and switched to his fists which now crackled with energy, ready to crush her.
From Xueling's perspective, all these attacks appeared as red lines, each pointing directly at her. "This is still not enough," she thought, pushing her concentration even deeper.
As the attacks drew closer and closer, she continued focusing with everything she had.
Just as they were about to land, something began flickering in her vision.
"Finally," she thought. "I can see it," she whispered.
At that moment, apart from the red lines, blue lines began flickering in her vision before stabilizing.
"This is... the optimal path," she smiled.
