The pain and fear experienced by the deaths of hundreds of Palu layered upon one another, ultimately manifesting as a tangible entity in the real world!
A cluster of silently burning black flames slowly rose from the summit of White Bone Mountain. After hovering in everyone's sight for a moment, it soundlessly descended onto the great net woven from white thorns!
The black flames erupted, blazing without end!
The agony of flesh being carved away and bones picked clean crashed over her like a tsunami.
Even a God's Chosen One with a soul as powerful as Xu Xiao's could no longer maintain her outward calm, and she began screaming uncontrollably.
Yet, to prevent anyone else from touching her, she still maintained a mental barrier around herself, and lifted herself off the ground, floating in midair.
The memories in her mind were like firewood, rapidly consumed by the power of Authority.
With every passing second, dozens of Palu rolled down from the foot of White Bone Mountain, which was wrapped in white thorns, opening their eyes in confusion or astonishment.
They instinctively avoided the raging black flames burning Within Reach, but after realizing that the white thorns were its fuel, they immediately bowed down toward Xu Xiao, who was screaming in agony amid the blaze.
To the woman, the process of resurrecting everyone felt as though several centuries had passed.
But to the onlookers around her, less than a minute had actually gone by.
When the black flames, along with the last white thorn, withdrew into Xu Xiao's body, the land that had been relatively empty moments ago was already packed with Palu.
They watched as the figure floating in midair gradually lost strength and fell like a tattered sack.
The Palu instinctively stretched out their hands to catch her.
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