Stardust-condensed steps shuddered beneath her feet. Ye Shuli stared at the numbers rewinding on her phone screen, while an ice-pick-to-the-marrow chill crept up behind her ears.
The Spirit Stone in the brocade pouch at her waist suddenly burst into blinding red light, making the dark purple totem at her collarbone faintly visible—a life-protection talisman that Jiang Ye had spent three months hunting nine hundred Spirit Beasts to forge.
"Electromagnetic field principles." She suddenly bit the tip of her tongue, tracing a hexagram array in the void.
Chapter 507