Standing below, Mo Jingxue's delicate body trembled.
But suddenly, she felt as if an invisible force had immobilized her, unable to make any move.
Time seemed to stand still...
The next instant.
One could see Qin Ming above, with a silhouette of an ancient verdant tree appearing behind him, its branches spreading wide, a greenish glow constantly spreading and descending, like a divine miracle.
The greenish residual light enveloped Mo Lingwei.
In an instant.
Inside Mo Lingwei, a strange fluctuation suddenly responded, strands of crimson light gathered, and then transformed into the apparition of a phoenix spreading its wings.
Chirp!
A clear, ethereal phoenix song reverberated within the hall, refreshing everyone's spirits.
Accompanied by wisps of strange fragrance.
Immediately after, the fiery-red phoenix apparition swirled and flew, as if to soar straight into the sky, finally turning into a red rune mark, which settled between Mo Lingwei's brows.
