A sharp pain lanced through her, and Li Rao cried out. She collapsed to the floor, clutching her Dantian in agony.
Inside her Dantian, the swirling Spiritual Power was tearing her original Spirit Root out from its very core.
The sensation was like having an organ surgically removed, a pain that reached the absolute extreme.
Li Rao's face was deathly pale as she bit down hard on her lower lip.
She kept telling herself that the Spirit Washing Grass was incredibly precious, yet her master had given it to her.
'This spirit-washing must succeed. I can't afford to fail!'
Filled with the determination to win, Li Rao endured the excruciating pain and struggled to sit up cross-legged.
Even as her body trembled violently and veins bulged on her skin, her resolve remained unshaken.
Song Wanning sat beside her as her protector, ready to intervene at a moment's notice to handle any unexpected developments.
