Energy Transmission

Xiao Ling was caught completely off guard by this turn of events. Zi Yan's sudden initiative left him momentarily stunned—almost blank.

He instinctively stopped moving. In his deep eyes, Zi Yan's face was reflected with perfect clarity.

Almost immediately, his eyes widened as his gaze locked tightly onto Zi Yan's face.

He saw that her eyes, usually as clear as purple crystals, were half-open and half-closed, now shrouded in a thin, hazy mist. It was as though she had just awakened from a beautiful dream, still dazed and unable to fully grasp reality.

Two unnatural flushes colored her cheeks, like the most vivid peach blossoms in winter, radiating a faint warmth.

At the same time, Xiao Ling keenly sensed an unimaginably vast energy rampaging through Zi Yan's delicate body like boiling lava, nearly tearing her tender frame apart.

This power was immense and wild, as though it intended to burst Zi Yan's body apart. Yet, strangely, she maintained a perfectly balanced limit, preventing the violent energy from truly harming her.

However, this was certainly no pleasant experience. Her dazed state and flushed cheeks made it clear that enduring such an impact of power was painful and difficult for her to put into words.

Although the energy surged through Zi Yan's body, its violent aura inevitably leaked out, making even Xiao Ling, who was closest to her, feel his heart tremble.

He instinctively reached out, intending to hold her more tightly, only to see the energy around her body spill out like wild horses that had broken free. Even the surrounding space seemed to twist slightly because of it.

Her body also became somewhat unsteady under the turmoil of energy within her, swaying as though she might be swallowed by that power at any moment.

Xiao Ling's expression stiffened slightly from