The golden light was particularly dazzling, and Qian Qi couldn't help but close her eyes as the light struck her directly. She didn't notice that the layer of golden light bathing her was seeping into her face like molten, scalding gold, leaving a faint golden burn mark on her pale cheek.
Qian Qi only felt a slight tingling on her face. She reached out to scratch it, but because the combat armor was connected to her gloves, she couldn't touch anything.
The golden light didn't last for a few seconds and quickly subsided. The sky darkened again, and the root of the Nine Lives Grass, which had successfully evolved, became even more massive, as if it were a blossoming golden rootless otherworldly flower. It lazily stretched like a sleeping beauty who hadn't yet regained her strength, its nine golden thorn stems stretching and twisting slightly in the air as they adapted to their newly evolved bodies.
At this moment, the energy of the Nine Lives Grass was particularly thin.
