"Fan Xing, cross-legged and focus your mind."
Zhai Yue commanded Fan Xing from the side. However, he did not expect that although Fan Xing did as he said, it did not alleviate the pain in the slightest. More and more golden lights turned into sharp swords and shot toward Fan Xing.
Half of the white wide-sleeved dress seemed to have been scorched by something. When the golden light hit, it was burnt black. As expected, Fan Xing's half-demon body was going to be refined as soon as she entered the Yin Tai Tower. However, her refinement was different from his. She was completely destroyed, while he was reborn from the flames.
Fortunately, the strong light above his head became thicker and bigger. The illusory white Dragon turned from its original shadow into a real body. Finally, a golden light rushed into his Baihui acupoint from the top of his head, and an intense pain hit him. Each of his meridians seemed to have been opened, making him sweat profusely.
