Lin Xinghe leaned back against the stone wall, the glow of the Cold Marrow Jade already dimming, as if every ounce of strength had been drained from her body.
Sweat trickled down her temple and hit the icy ground with a faint, sizzling hiss.
Baili's figure emerged from the Jade Pendant, her white robes whiter than snow, yet her gaze as cold as frost.
Chapter 205