Yin Tai Sui and the Heart of the Sea Dragon transformed into two wisps of spiritual energy, one yin and one yang, swirling around her to form a vortex of yin and yang spiritual energy.
Faintly, a deep dragon's roar seemed to echo.
Mo Yunhan kept her instructions in mind and stood nervously outside the tomb door.
Where the broken dragon-shaped stone carvings remain, faint dragon shadows can be seen swirling around.
As if drawn by the vortex of Yin-Yang dragon energy, they all slowly swam towards Jiang Qingwan's side.
At the same time, strange phenomena suddenly appeared in the sky above Xuanling Mountain.
Thunder roared, and dark clouds gathered, threatening a downpour.
But outside of Xuanling Mountain, the sky was clear and blue.
Not a single cloud in sight.
Ten miles away, a small cycling team was escorting a horse-drawn carriage southward.
Xiao Rancuo, who had been resting with her eyes closed in the carriage, slowly opened them. Her pale hand lifted the curtain on the side, and her gaze fell upon the strange sky.
A hint of inexplicable sadness flashed in his slightly languid eyes.
"Junior sister, I hope you never regain your memories in this lifetime."
In front of the Imperial Palace Observatory.
The Imperial Observatory Director gazed at the strange phenomenon from afar, his heart trembling with fear, yet his face revealed a hint of surprise.
The dragon energy and national fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which had been almost completely dissipated, are being reshaped.
What an amazing skill!
If successful, the Ziwei star will be placed in its proper position.
The future of this great Zhou dynasty will surely continue uninterrupted.
But why is this person the Ninth Prince's Consort?
"Possessing a treasure is a crime, but hopefully His Highness the Ninth Prince will not follow the path of the retired emperor."
A bolt of lightning struck down fiercely.
The deafening roar of dragons echoed throughout the entire Xuanling Mountain.
Jiang Qingwan, who was on the sacred lotus, suddenly floated up slowly. Yin Tai Sui transformed into crimson spiritual energy and sank down, almost merging with the Yin land of the imperial mausoleum.
The dragon shadows, drawn by the call, gathered upon it.
Nine dragons converge.
The sacred lotus vanished.
The formation is complete.
Suddenly, the blue spiritual energy transformed from the Heart of the Sea Dragon rushed into Jiang Qingwan's body.
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