"Hum!"
She seemed to have gained an insight, yet also seemed to have gained nothing at all. Still, the killing aura and demon will surrounding Li Qingyue trembled.
Faintly, endless blood-red haze dispersed from around her.
She grew ever more serene, composed, and resolute.
She was like a wildflower in a mountain ravine. Through the changing years, through wind and rain, through layers of dust and snow, the day would finally come when she bloomed, adorning the boundless mountains and rivers.
It was an indescribable transformation of her state of mind.
"Sister?"
Ling Muxi seemed to sense something and gazed straight at Li Qingyue. She felt that Li Qingyue now possessed a peculiar aura capable of embracing all things.
Even the injuries sealed by the Myriad Dao Origin Dao Diagram seemed more than half healed at that moment.
With a rosy complexion and graceful bearing, she stood beside her like a snow lotus, pure and flawless.
She was also like a divine tree, towering into the heavens.
More than anything, she resembled a divine mountain, suppressing heaven and earth in sole supremacy.
It was an indescribable presence.
It seemed that one could see every facet of the world in her, endless living beings, and the vast mortal realm.
It was a change beyond words.
"Sister... you seem different, but I can't say how!"
Ling Muxi was puzzled, her clear eyes shimmering with wonder.
She felt that Li Qingyue's aura had become even more natural.
Among the mountain forests, she was like the plants, trees, and bluestone of the mountains.
Among mortals, she carried the warmth of earthly life.
"Different?"
Li Qingyue murmured softly. She, too, felt a lightness come over her, as though countless shackles were crumbling little by little.
"I'm still me!"
Li Qingyue smiled softly, radiant and dazzling,