A faint wind swept through the surroundings, stirring the air with an ethereal whisper.
Ming Shan's hair, which had been tightly bound, was released from its restraint.
It tumbled downward, flowing with the breeze like a cascade of silver-blue strands.
The gale around her intensified, and a shimmering layer of ice began to form around her, creeping out from her feet and rising like a pillar of frost.
The sword, which had been summoned into the domain earlier, glowed faintly with a mystical blue light.
It radiated a subtle, almost magical aura, casting an enchanting glow across the icy surroundings.
WHOOSH!
In a sudden burst of energy, Ming Shan's aura surged. Like the awakening of an ancient power, her cultivation skyrocketed from the half-step Mortal General realm to the Primordial Mortal General stage.