In the depths of the mountain forest, Ji Qingzhu did not know where she was. She had a vague intuition that this was not the Heaven-Supporting Divine Mountain; it could be some hidden blessed land, or perhaps she was on some remote star.
Baishu had yet to wake up. The detonation of a Dao Artifact was terrifying, and the backlash she had suffered was unimaginable; that she hadn't had her soul scattered on the spot was a testament to her profound foundation.
"Her spirit is gradually stabilizing, and her body is no longer in any grave danger. I only wonder when she will wake up." Ji Qingzhu blinked. She had a certain fondness for this Junior Aunt of the Xuantian sect, which was the only reason she had been taking such diligent care of her.
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