Boom boom!
As the last streak of lightning faded away, the net of thunder that had formed here also vanished into nothingness. This time, too many Soul Fragments were extinguished to count.
Sighing deeply, Xiaozhai quickly swallowed a Dan pellet and began to regulate her breathing.
A kilometer deep at the bottom of the glacier, twelve pearls emitted a cold, pure white light, making the desks, beds, teacups, and green lamps look even more lonely.
After a long while, Xiaozhai opened her eyes, feeling somewhat recovered. Typically, she would recuperate here for half a month before her blood energy was fully restored, and then she'd return to Kunlun.
But today, as she picked up the teapot and was about to brew a cup of ice leaf tea, she heard a voice from above, "Jiang Xiaozhai, come out and fight!"
"..."
Her wrist shook, and the teapot nearly fell to the ground as she heaved a helpless sigh.
Wind and snow filled the sky, a blanket of white in every direction.