Dozens of streaks of colorful brilliance, like dozens of burning mice, fled in a hurry from Ding Lingdang's fingers and returned to Lu Zui's head after crashing in midair for a while. It took a long time before they were condensed again, but their aura was significantly weaker than before. Their light was dim, and they gave the feeling that they were scared.
The spiritual seed was the crystallization of a Cultivator's thoughts, will, and belief. It did not carry a real entity. Ding Lingdang's attack was not based on spiritual energy, either. Naturally, the spiritual seed was not obliterated but simply broken apart and stripped of all its charm.
Ding Lingdang demonstrated her attitude in such a way.
