Inside the space created by Kong Zhen, Ling Zhuer sat cross-legged, her figure enveloped in a faint layer of white aura.
This white aura lingered like morning mist, brimming with mystery and power. It flowed freely within the space, seemingly responding to the Immortal Blood within Ling Zhuer's body.
Ling Zhuer took a deep breath, her heart filled with resolve.
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