Seeing Ling Shuang in such a state while this boy neither asked nor cared, Aunt Ping felt an inexplicable rage well up inside her.
Lin Zhanting also felt slightly awkward and rebuked her in a low voice, "Jing Ping!"
Jing Ping showed him no consideration at all. She gave a snort and said, "Our Supreme One Mountain does not receive outsiders. Let him leave."
Luo Zheng wore an embarrassed expression as he walked toward Jing Ping. "Aunt Ping, I didn't know something had happened to Ling Shuang. That was my fault. But in any case, could you let me see her first?"
Luo Zheng's face was utterly sincere.
No matter what, Ling Shuang had accompanied him all the way through the Thirteen Heavens of the Form Realm. Besides, she had once saved his life.
Jing Ping glared at Luo Zheng for quite some time. Still wearing a dark expression, she rose and said, "Follow me!"
She led Luo Zheng into the palace.
The palace was not large. After passing through a corridor, they arrived at the inner hall.
The moment he entered the hall, Luo Zheng saw Ling Shuang standing in its center, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
On the surface of Ling Shuang's body were countless fine patterns. Those patterns shimmered with a gemstone-like radiance, as though pieces of gemstone had been embedded inside her body, only for her cracked skin to reveal parts of them.
A faint Red Light radiated from those gemstone-like patterns, but the energy compressed within that Red Light was terrifying beyond measure.
Luo Zheng was now a powerhouse of the Twenty-Ninth Heaven. He controlled three Civilization Tools and had witnessed extremely powerful forces, yet among all the powers he had seen, hardly any could compare with Ling Shuang's!
"The energy within her is so