A deeper, more pure "Dark" and "Cold" Origin Power, like a slumbering fierce beast awakening, emanated from the blade.
It made the surrounding darkness seem thicker and more obedient.
"It worked!"
On Wei Banmeng's clear face, a smile finally broke through uncontrollably.
Extending her fair hand, the newly transformed Profound Qilin Double Blades, as if summoned, let out a soft ring and flew back into her hand.
An ice-blue Chi Dragon phantom entwined her wrist, affectionately nuzzling, then melded into the blade.
The moment she gripped the double blades, Wei Banmeng's aura seemed to merge with this dark space, becoming even more ethereal.
She relished the new power and connection from the blades, lifting her gaze toward Fang Qingyu, Jiang Wei, and the vigilant Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan, her voice carrying a trace of relief and unprecedented lightness:
"Let's go. It's time to leave."
The five no longer delayed.
