Chapter 153

That soft, warm, vibrant white light, like a tangible current of warmth, flowed out from the massive fissure in the center of the Giant Ice Crystal Gate, instantly casting a sacred halo over the ice-cold and deathly silent space before the gate. Bathed in the white light, Xingshuang's mangled, bloody back drank it in like parched, cracked earth meeting sweet rain. The dark blue frost covering its wounds and the raging aura of the Chaos Ice Breath melted and faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, exposing the tender, newborn flesh beneath, etched with Dark Gold Runes. Under the nourishment of this white light, its life aura—which had been so faint it was practically extinguished—was treated as if fed a supreme healing elixir, extremely slowly yet with unwavering resolve... beginning to rise! Its massive body heaved slightly, and a deep purr of immense satisfaction rumbled from its throat, as if it had slipped into the deepest, most healing slumber. Safe...