During this process, the Xuanning Shield did not play a significant role. It hovered awkwardly around the purple eagle, glowing with spiritual light and remaining completely undamaged.
If the Spirit-Guiding Master and his disciple knew that the Xuanning Shield they had painstakingly refined was merely serving as a spectator, they would surely die of anger.
Ning Chen reached out and beckoned. The Xuanning Shield spun for a moment before shrinking and returning to hover above his palm.
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