Speaking of this, Ling Xingjian unconsciously hugged her own shoulders. "It really is terrifying."
Sihang Golden Palace had too many tricks emerging one after another. Most terrifying of all, it could crush a visitor's convictions from within their heart. Though Shi Tiexin had saved her once, Sihang Golden Palace's influence on the mind would not vanish because of that.
Ling Xingjian's steadfast Holy Light had already begun to waver.
Her courage and will were both steadily weakening.
Shi Tiexin's gaze blazed like torches. Then he put an arm around her shoulders. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. In truth, a will that possesses strength and faith forged through action are precisely the bane of Upper Evil Manifestations."
A will that possessed strength? Faith forged through action?
Ling Xingjian recalled Shi Tiexin's sharp spirit, thought energy, and all the experiences he had displayed along the way. She edged closer to him. "Good thing I have you."
She would never have said such a thing before.
She said it now because she no longer believed in herself, and instinctively wanted to rely on someone else.
"Of course, but that isn't what I mean." Shi Tiexin tapped Ling Xingjian's forehead with a finger. "A will that possesses strength—isn't that Holy Light? Faith forged through action—isn't that a Holy Seal?"
"It isn't that you're fortunate to have me. I'm fortunate to have you."
"I could only drift and sink within dreams. Only you could keep standing beyond the dimension as an observer, until you were dragged into the dream at the very end."
"So you are that woman's true nemesis. You are our trump card for victory."
"Me?" Ling Xingjian's eyes widened, then uncertainty and self-doubt appeared on her face. "But haven't you already gained control over this domain? Can't you defeat her?"
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