Miss Yu's mood was quite complicated, as she thought that she, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, was probably the most aggrieved one in this entire Cultivation World. The moment Xitong released her from the body-immobilization spell, a strong survival instinct drove her to immediately circulate her cultivation technique to absorb spiritual qi. Even if she could not absorb the spiritual qi, she at least wanted to prevent her life force from draining away once more.
After releasing Miss Yu, Xitong paid her no further attention. Turning around, she saw Shuqi still roaring in the wind. Xitong straightened her expression. Her lips, naturally red as if touched with vermilion, parted and closed, and a string of ancient and mysterious golden runes immediately spilled from her mouth. They converged into a stream of brilliant golden spiritual qi that pierced through the wind wall, directly wrapping around Shuqi's body. In an instant, Shuqi's small body at the center of the storm turned into a little golden figure.
Under Xitong's chanting, the powerful storm that had previously gathered in one place was instantly shattered. Shuqi, the little golden figure who had been trapped within the space, was thus exposed. The golden spiritual qi seeped into Shuqi's divine sense. Inside the divine sense, only two or three wisps of lightning remained, and they were currently locked in a fierce battle. As Xitong chanted her ancient melody, she frowned while watching the three bolts fighting in utter…
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