Immediately, a mass of pure white fluid, like a flowing stream, gently seeped out from the mouth of the cauldron.
The white stream flowed gracefully, without a trace of impurity, so pure that it shook one's soul.
Following this, the white stream traced a beautiful arc in the air, slowly flowing toward the palm of Empress Xia Mingyue.
Then, the white stream leisurely coiled above her palm.
This seemingly erratic spinning emanated an astonishingly vigorous aura.
Standing below, Zi Yao, always calm and indifferent, like an ancient well, remained unperturbed.
But the instant the white stream caught her eye.
Her always unchanged expression suddenly faltered, her once calm and unruffled eyes widened instantly.
Full of panic and shock, as if witnessing the most unbelievable thing in the world.
How did Her Majesty accomplish this?
In those days, I was there witnessing everything myself.
