It stared intently at Nan Xian, as if trying to bore a hole through her face.
The next instant, it suddenly leaped into the air and pressed its body down on her.
Nan Xian gasped softly, instinctively turning her body to the side and raising her hand to shield herself.
Just as it was about to touch her, it seemed to hit an invisible barrier, scattering like exploding fireworks, leaving only a faint smell of burnt ashes in the air.
The smell entered Nan Xian's nostrils, carrying a burning sensation, like a handful of chili powder being thrown in her face, hitting her lungs and making her eyes blurry with tears. She bent over, covered her throat, and coughed with difficulty.
"Sister!" Yu Lin was shocked when he saw her like this, his eyes widening like walnuts. "Sister, are you alright?"
Nan Xian could no longer hear what he was saying. The burning sensation had quickly spread throughout her body. At this moment, she felt as if her internal organs were being soaked in chili water, both spicy and painful.
Her legs went limp uncontrollably, and she was caught by two hands at the same time.
He Mingxiao's voice entered her ears, steady and calm, carrying a reassuring power.
Nan Xian's wildly beating heart was actually calmed down. She slowly exhaled and, as if drawing energy from his breath, gripped his hand back.
The moment their skin touched, the blue spiritual pearl that had been sleeping quietly in her dantian suddenly trembled, as if it had been awakened, shedding the gray mist that had shrouded its surface, and then bursting out with a beautiful light like the azure sea.
The light spread rapidly in all directions, its seemingly gentle appearance concealing a powerful force that could extinguish the scorching flames accumulated in Nan Xian's body wherever it went, without yielding an inch.
In just a few breaths, Nan Xian felt the tormenting burning sensation disappear from her body. Every breath she took was no longer suffocating or congested, but instead had an exceptionally refreshing coolness, like drinking iced mint soda on a hot summer day, instantly driving away the heat and fatigue.
She relaxed her brow, slowly closed her eyes, and the two anxious and worried voices in her ears gradually faded away. She felt herself instantly shift her perspective, gazing into her own heart with the eyes of her soul.
"Thump—thump—" Slightly fast but powerful, this was her heartbeat.
"Whoosh—hiss—" Slowly expanding, then slowly contracting, this was her lungs breathing.
Further down, she saw her dantian (lower abdomen).
Last time, guided by Situ Xuan, she entered her dantian in soul form and saw a space as deep and bottomless as a black hole. But now, she was astonished to discover her own dantian—
It turned into a vast, boundless swamp.
**
Just as the blue spirit orb was awakened—
Thousands of miles away, in a solemn and majestic ancient church, the flickering candlelight illuminates the faces of those lost in thought.
He was nearly seventy years old, but his face still resembled that of a middle-aged man, and his pair of deep blue eyes were flashing with an unfathomable light.
He held a crystal ball in his hands, from which a small blue light shone, its outline indistinct.
The church door creaked open, and a handsome young man in white rushed in anxiously. He glanced at the servants around him, dismissed them all, and then said urgently, "Holy Envoy, Lan Xing has a half-fire, half-water physique. He is the only person in our race who can nourish the Holy Lord. Why don't you order a thorough investigation into the truth of his death?"
As he was speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of what the man was holding and immediately widened his eyes in surprise.
"This...this is the Holy Lord!" He almost jumped up, struggling to contain his excitement. "The Holy Lord is about to be born?!"
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