Bombarded on all sides by tides of Samsara Flux, Xiao Qing fell into the seiza—resting her hands on her thighs as the pages of the black book flipped on their own, firing golden runic characters straight into her brain.
The snakegirl's eyes stretched to the limit, flashing with zigzagging rays as astral energy lit up her form.
Mantras relied on Spiritual Power to express themselves. Without Spiritual Power, one couldn't cast a mantra—with certain powers offering more opportunities than others. Astral Surgery was no different—with only bearers of exceptional Inner Flames being able to practice it.
A burst of scorching red flames erupted from Xiao Qing's skin, spreading alongside the tides of Samsara Flux pervading the scene. Sand and flames became one, condensing into an elemental shroud that coiled up the demoness' form.
'Immeasurable Blood Fire.' Bao Si recognized Xiao Qing's Inner Flames—inwardly cursing the injustice of good fortune.
