Ji Hongxiu extinguished the Buddhist light and grasped the magic conch in her hand, but it was restless, continually buzzing and trembling, seemingly trying to break free.
"Hmm?"
Ji Hongxiu raised her dark eyebrows and slowly applied pressure with her jade-like fingers.
Crack—
Along with the crisp sound, spider-web-like cracks spread from the surface where her fingertips touched, ready to shatter completely the next moment!
The magic conch, originally struggling hard, suddenly quieted down as a gentle breeze swept through, the airflow vibrating in its internal passage, emitting a "woo woo" wail, sounding somewhat like a plea for mercy.
Ji Hongxiu released her grip upon seeing this, and the cracks healed accordingly, appearing rather magical.
