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The massive incense praying power that surged into her body carried an extremely scorching breath.
All those desires and cravings transformed into the most fervent and burning energy, rushing towards her.
The Yawing Jiao dragon, lying in wait at the bottom of the Jade Water River, was stunned.
Feeling the incense praying power swell within her, listening to those excited pleas for help, the chaotic and noisy voices were far away, yet still irritatingly disturbing to her peace of mind.
"... What madness has seized these mortals?"
So many voices invading her ears at once, she felt her head was about to explode.
With a thought, she seemed to return to that humble River God temple, standing atop the temple's table, looking down at a group of people kneeling below.
Inside the temple, dense bluish smoke wafted through the air, with bunches of burning incense sticks placed before the deity's shrine.
Below the shrine, it was filled with people knocking their heads in prayer.
