When Bi Fan finished speaking, everyone's expressions grew grave.
As cultivators, they all knew how rare pure and sacred spiritual power was. Even Tang Xiaoli's Crimson Fiery Immaculate Sacred Body was only special because of its cultivation method; her own spiritual power didn't belong to that category.
What's more, Feng Jue was in critical condition. Where were they supposed to find someone like that at a time like this?
Jin Shanshan froze for a moment, then asked, "Brother Xuanzhi's Sea Heart Flame is a flame reborn through nirvana. Can't it dispel this aura either?"
Feng Xuanzhi shook his head, his voice a little bitter. "It's not that it can't dispel it. It's just that the Sea Heart Flame can only be borne by someone at the Spirit Lord Realm or above, or someone with a specially cultivated constitution. Otherwise, even someone of the same clan can't ignore the damage the flame does to their body."
Everyone nodded in a daze. It was true—if anyone could withstand the flame's scorching heat, wouldn't anyone be able to achieve nirvana?
"Is there really no way?" Fang Qi listened to them, his pale face shadowed by despondent gloom.
They looked at one another, but in the end, no one had an effective solution to offer.
Suddenly, a cool voice drifted out. "Have you forgotten something?"
Everyone turned toward the voice. Ling Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, looking at them with an expression that said she couldn't believe them. "There may not be a cultivator with pure and sacred power here, but there's a pure Soul Power cultivator standing right among us."
At that, everyone's eyes lit up as they turned toward Tang Yunting.
Bi Fan's heart leaped with joy. He knew this girl either kept quiet or spoke up when there was a real chance.