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The air inside the bronze hall seemed to have solidified, every inch of space occupied by that ancient, tyrannical force.
The little girl stood in the center of the hall, her delicate hands resting atop the heads of the Primordial Ancient Dragon and the Black Jade Qilin, one on each side.
She wore a plain white dress, her long hair hanging over her shoulders, her features as exquisite as a porcelain doll's. Yet this seemingly harmless child had rendered two ancient divine beasts unable to move.
The Primordial Ancient Dragon's ceaselessly circulating golden bloodline had now dimmed until it was nearly transparent.
His face had turned incomparably pale, and almost all the strength in his body had drained away.
"Roar..."
The Primordial Ancient Dragon let out an unwilling, low growl, his voice full of suppressed agony.
The Black Jade Qilin trembled all over, his knees and joints creaking as though they might snap at any moment.
His strength was draining even faster than the Primordial Ancient Dragon's, and he was already struggling to hold on.
"Who exactly are you?" the Primordial Ancient Dragon demanded, forcing himself to endure his weakness.
The little girl did not answer his question. Instead, she smiled sweetly and turned her gaze elsewhere.
Lin Fan stood slightly left of the center of the great hall, roughly thirty zhang away from her. He
A faint golden radiance swirled around him, the outward manifestation of his mana being driven to its limits.
The golden light was like a thin suit of armor, enveloping his entire body and resisting the invisible pressure pressing in from every direction. Yet even a powerhouse like him was not finding it easy.
"Senior." The little girl turned to Lin Fan and spoke with a smile, her voice carrying an indescribable undertone. "You