At this moment, endless golden light erupted from Qing Rong’s body. Countless runes flickered around her. She sat cross-legged on the ground, her fingers moving in rapid, fluid motions. A slip of yellow paper appeared before her, and as her fingers danced, brilliant rays of light shimmered across its surface.
"Go!" Qing Rong commanded softly. She pinched the yellow paper between two fingers and struck it sharply.
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