"Mm!"
Ning Rongrong let out a muffled groan, feeling every meridian, bone, drop of blood, and even every cell in her body cry out and hum with ravenous hunger.
That energy was far too vast, yet it did not rampage wildly through her body. Instead, like a spring of life endowed with intelligence, it surged madly along the most mysterious paths toward the depths of her dantian, toward the innate source of her Martial Soul!
Buzz—
Dazzling eight-colored radiance burst uncontrollably from Ning Rongrong's body.
The Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda emerged on its own, floating above her head. Its body shook violently, releasing a clear, pleasant hum as its eight-colored treasure light erupted with unprecedented brilliance, casting the entire Icefire Yin Yang Well in fantastical colors.
"This is..." Ning Rongrong stared at her out-of-control Martial Soul in astonishment.
"Focus your mind! Guide your Soul Power and sense your pagoda!" Ge Duo's cool voice poured into Ning Rongrong's somewhat chaotic mind like an icy spring.
Almost at the same moment, Ge Duo moved.
With one step, she arrived behind Ning Rongrong. Her pale, slender hands pressed simultaneously against Ning Rongrong's back and the Baihui acupoint atop her head.
Icy, immense spiritual power and Soul Power surged into Ning Rongrong's body like the most skilled artisan wielding the finest carving blade. They forcefully entered her body, precisely guiding, sorting, and suppressing the terrifying medicinal power on the verge of spiraling out of control, while directly acting upon the blazing source of the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda in an indescribably profound manner!
"Feel the pagoda's foundation. Feel the veins of every glazed layer. Feel the possibility of the ninth layer, buried beneath the dust!" Ge Duo's voice echoed in the depths of Ning Rongrong's soul, carrying a strange rhythm.
Ning Rongrong clenched her