"At least know where your home is!"
Lu Shuling's words carried a trace of imperceptible determination. Her gaze crossed the desolate scene of ruins below, and her bright eyes showed no sign of sorrow or confusion.
"Even though this place has long become ruins, it's still where I was born and raised." Her voice was calm and profound, as if recounting an unknown past.
Xu Wendong heard these words and understood in his heart.
There must be numerous connections between Lu Shuling and this sect; otherwise, her words wouldn't reveal such deep emotions.
At that moment, Lu Shuling exhaled lightly and controlled the magic artifact to land steadily on an open space in front of the mountains.
She calmly took out a palm-sized jade token from the storage treasure. The jade token emitted a gentle light, seemingly containing endless power.
With her hand pinching the spell, mana surged from her body like a trickling stream into the jade token.
