Within the Hulei Imperial Palace, Ning Chen waved his hand and put away the frozen white flying insects. He believed that all things generated and restrained one another; there had to be something capable of countering the White Mist Insect Swarm. He simply had not found it yet.
The site of the once-festive grand wedding within the imperial palace had now become the most horrifying place in the world. White bones lay scattered everywhere, and the stench of blood assaulted the nose.
The flying insects filled the sky, their wings fluttering as wisps of blood mist spread through the air, staining the ghastly white fog with a faint crimson hue.
Aside from the Xiantian experts present, who could barely protect themselves, all the other princes and nobles had turned pale with terror. Even a ninth-rank martial artist, once surrounded by that endless white mist, would have almost no chance of surviving.
Jiang Xin was kind by nature and did her best to protect whoever she could around her. Ning Chen did not interfere, letting the young girl make her own choice.
The glimmering white light was impervious to all techniques; not a single flying insect could cross it. Fan Lingyue's talent was peerless under heaven, and the cultivation method she had created possessed almost no flaws. In certain respects, even the Heavenly Book could scarcely compare.
For the first time, the Jiang family's daughter truly revealed her edge, allowing everyone present to see that the Jiang family had not only Jiang Hua, but also Jiang Xin.
Facing that white mist, more terrifying than any monster, Jiang Xin still felt a trace of fear deep within her heart. Yet, knowing that her master was present, much of that fear had faded. She poured all she had learned into action, proving to