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Just as Chen Xiaojun and Xixi were speaking quietly, Xiao Yi's third soul ring silently lit up, its soft emerald glow like tender leaves newly sprouted in early spring.
"Third Soul Skill-Sweet Dew Tianlin!"
In ten seconds, it restored 50% of life force.
Countless tiny, pale green motes brimming with vitality descended from the sky, flowing precisely into the battered teammates fighting across the battlefield.
The gaping wounds of the gravely injured visibly stopped bleeding and scabbed over. Those whose soul power was nearly exhausted felt as though a clear spring had been poured into their meridians, and strength surged anew.
"Xiao Yi." Chen Xiaojun's gaze was sharp as a hawk's, fixed firmly on the hammer- and whip-wielding Soul Saints in the central area, who fought in perfect coordination and supported one another. "Let Number Two out. Keep those two up ahead occupied."
The thought had only just surfaced in Xixi's mind-Let Number Two out? He makes it sound like letting a dog loose...-and had yet to fade.
Without warning, a deep gold-and-silver fissure split the air, and an icy, ancient aura tinged with dreamlike mystery instantly spread outward.
An enormous vine-shaped spirit body, covered in strange ice-crystal patterns and shimmering with a hazy halo, poured out like a waterfall-the Ice Soul Dream Vine.
It was the second spirit body Xiao Yi had subdued when she hunted this fifty-five-thousand-year-old, ninth-grade mental system plant soul beast.
Its immense vine body instantly plunged into the solid bluestone paving, its roots spreading wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The enormous flower bud at the vine's tip abruptly bloomed,