At this moment, the power of Sikong Ling's dual Emperor Veins was violently crashing into her spirit platform and sea of consciousness.
It was trying to tear apart her spirit platform and sea of consciousness from within...
But the sudden appearance of a warm female voice pulled her back. In that instant, all the power contracted back into her body, abruptly steadying Sikong Ling's collapsing emotions. She widened her misty eyes.
Then tears flooded out uncontrollably. Sikong Ling instinctively said, "Mother... Mother..."
The next moment, a deep male voice rang out as well. "Little Ling'er, let Father hold you."
The instant those words fell, Sikong Ling's tears burst forth again like a breached dam.
When her parents had left all those years ago, she had only been four. Her memories were hazy, but the sudden emergence of these two voices—the warmth, the feeling of being cherished and protected—awakened those memories.
A scene flashed through her mind in an instant...
It was in their home in Xiaosang Town, Great Shang Dynasty, Azure Dragon Small Domain.
Her chubby little body was wailing at the top of her lungs. Father held her tightly in his arms, while Mother softly comforted her beside them. "Good little Ling'er, don't cry. Your brother is helping you beat up the bad people."
On the street outside their home, her brother's tiny figure was fighting several boys a whole head taller than him.
They were the ones who had bullied her and made her cry...
Her brother was standing up for her, while she had run home and thrown herself into Father's arms.
Then, in her memories...
Father's voice spoke by her ear. "Little Ling'er, don't be afraid when Father is holding you."
"With your brother here, he'll always protect you too. He'll beat those bad people who