After Luo Hong's reminder, Ye Ying abruptly realized that the magic power which should have become restless long ago had shown no reaction even after all this time.
The whispers in my primordial spirit clearly haven't stopped, yet I can remain unaffected by them. How did he do it?
Amid her shock and suspicion, Ye Ying finally calmed down. Only then did she realize that Luo Hong was kneading her jade-like hand not out of lust, but to send streams of slightly different spiritual power into her body.
After sensing carefully for a moment, Ye Ying found that aside from a faint numbing sensation, she could not detect Luo Hong's method at all.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, how did you do it? If so, we can move freely in and out of this place!"
Ye Ying knew very well that once they gained such an advantage, their current crisis would amount to nothing. In her delight, she immediately forgot about some minor details.
"Fairy Ye, don't think too highly of it. The Miasma Whisper isn't so easily resolved. Luo has thought of some methods, but I haven't achieved complete success."
Luo Hong shook his head, his tone carrying considerable admiration for the divine ability hidden within the miasma.
Ye Ying was about to say that she was currently unaffected by the whispers at all when the magic power in her body began to resist her control. Her delicate brows immediately furrowed, and she changed her words.
"What's going on? My magic power seems to be losing control again."
"That is not strange. As long as we remain within this miasma, the power of that divine ability will continuously stack, while its complexity doubles repeatedly.
Luo's method can only keep us safe within this miasma for a time. It cannot allow us