Nian Shutong's flame in her hand had turned green, and droplets of liquid fused together in an unknown sequence, invisibly mingled with Spiritual Energy, perfectly merging as one.
Outside, professors and teachers pressing against the window felt that the blending they found most difficult to achieve, was being completed before their eyes as simply as one plus one equals two.
Several professors bit their lips, wanting to speak, yet not daring to.
Holding back to the point of madness!
What should have been the most difficult step, which could take days to complete, Nian Shutong had finished in the blink of an eye.
The next step was shaping, but what was the use of the shell laying on the ground?
Until now, the dismantled shell had not been used, and everyone doubted that Nian Shutong had removed it just for fun.
Soon, that question was answered because Nian Shutong made her move.
A shell rose from the ground and moved in front of Nian Shutong.
