The power of the Chengling Realm cannot be underestimated. With two punches, all thirty-six blackened nodes were completely obliterated.
The spiritual energy nodes, long clogged, were forcibly cleared several portions by her brutal actions, but they healed and recovered with remarkable quickness.
Yet, Baili An had just barely sensed the presence of the nodes before they were disconnected again.
Wen Hanwei frowned slightly, grasped his arm, and pulled it in front of her. Her fist was once again filled with force, as the spiritual power of this space madly gathered into her delicate fist while she charged it.
Another punch fell.
Baili An's face suddenly turned bright red, then swiftly became as pale as snow.
Ignoring the blood gushing from his mouth, he focused, harnessed his breath, silently recited the Snow Melting Return technique, and the spiritual power within him instantly began to boil.
