Yue Ya remained silent.
The old lady looked up, her eyes carrying a sense of relief and devotion: "But now, I have found my faith again, Holy Daughter, I'm sorry, thank you..."
Some people in the crowd began to kneel down one after another.
In the end, not knowing who started it, everyone sincerely bowed to Yue Ya.
Yue Ya still said nothing; she only turned to look in the direction of Li Yuanwei and Li Yuanjia, finally resting her gaze on Josh.
Josh let out a soft sigh, quietly released the restriction of the Dharma Seal, and nodded to her.
Yue Ya wiped away her tears, and the hostility within her soared, gradually enveloping her pure visage.
The crowd also sensed something amiss, trembling in fear as they watched this change unfold.
The dark energy around Yue Ya grew heavier, and complicated spell-like characters progressively emerged all over her face; her once fair fingers grew long, sharp, jet-black nails.
