"Fall!"
The square-faced monk pressed his large hand downward.
The cultivators of the Zhen'an Division pointed their long spears toward the yellow protective shield below, and thirty-six streams of mana brilliance bombarded the shield continuously like laser beams, causing ripples to splash.
Fu Canglong, with his long hair fluttering, stood in the air as if he were a deity observing all that was happening, deep in thought.
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Inside the Qian Si Yuan.
Shui Lingyue, awakened by Yi Chen, now had a look of excitement on her face. She sat cross-legged on the bed, guiding her mana in circulation.
Suddenly, a sound akin to the shattering of porcelain echoed in her heart, and in just a few circulations, she broke through to the Qi Refinement Realm.
The strange warm flow that had settled in her body hadn't ceased. It continued to lead her mana to grow, climbing all the way to the cusp of the mid-phase before finally calming down.
