Pei Ling, who had been on the verge of death, his life force almost spent, suddenly erupted with an immense, boundless aura!
Cen Fangwo's right arm had already tensed and clamped down like an iron band. Yet Pei Ling's neck suddenly became as hard as forged steel. No matter how much strength she poured into it, even amplified by the ice-crystal konghou, she couldn't budge him in the slightest!
At the same time, the chains of golden stamens and white petals that had locked the space layer upon layer began to surge like a tide.
Clatter, clatter...
The snow-white petals suddenly withered and drifted everywhere, crisscrossing until, in an instant, they filled the entire Xiji Ruins.
It was as if a heavy snow were falling.
Pei Ling's aura began to climb rapidly. First came the Qi Refining Stage, then Foundation Establishment, followed by Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation...
As his cultivation returned, every wound on his body healed at a visible speed. The bleeding from the hole in his left shoulder stopped in an instant, new flesh grew, and in the blink of an eye, he was completely uninjured.
Were it not for his still-tattered robes, the wounds he had just borne would have seemed like an illusion.
Pei Ling reached out with his left hand and seized Cen Fangwo's right arm. With only a slight exertion, he broke free of the chokehold she had imposed with all her strength!
He rose in an instant and slowly turned around. Facing the utterly shocked Cen Fangwo, he didn't hesitate for a moment before pointing at her.
Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft...
Four identical, evenly sized holes appeared in Cen Fangwo's arms and legs. She immediately collapsed, unable to control her body.
She quickly regained her composure, her expression turning icy. "You