Those tiny dots of light increased exponentially until it looked like a star-strewn night sky. Ye Qingtang stood in the center, wanting to move but found herself unable to. All she could do was to stare on dumbly as those dots of light shot toward her.
In the blink of an eye, those lights surged into her body, until she felt like she was about to burst open. Beads of cold sweat broke out all over her, as well as a bone-crushing pain. The pain was excruciating, as if she was torn apart, then smashed into pieces at the same time.
Was she going to die like this?
But just as she was enduring the torment, a faint blue light suddenly appeared in the darkness.
That blue light was like a stream of pure spring water. It enveloped Ye Qingtang and controlled her absorption of those orange lights so that it was more bearable.
How could this be?
