Waves of spiritual power surged out from it and spread silently towards the surroundings.
Ye Xiyue stared at it for a long time.
"This is... the Huntian Divine Stone?"
She murmured lowly, then raised her hand and reached forward.
Her slender white palms were now covered in blood, and scars could be seen vaguely, which looked shocking.
But as if she didn't notice the pain at all, she slowly put her hand up.
Black is cool, gold is hot.
The two colors blend perfectly, and the two temperatures are distinct.
Suddenly, the Huntian Divine Stone trembled, and a strong aura suddenly burst out, attacking Ye Xiyue!
Ye Xiyue frowned!
However, just when the breath was about to pierce her eyebrows, it suddenly stopped and disappeared quietly for a moment.
The originally unbridled coercion around him died down as if he had encountered some terrible opponent.
Ye Xiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, thoughtfully.
The consciousness of this attack obviously does not come from the remnant soul, but from the Chaos Divine Stone itself!
Being able to become the foundation of Nanshan College's Nine Spirit Pagoda for hundreds of years is enough to show how powerful this Chaos Divine Stone is, and it even seems to have its own trace of spiritual intelligence.
This Chaos Divine Stone has been fused with the remnant soul, but it is obviously not yet completely under its control.
Ye Xiyue has subdued the remnant soul. When it senses danger, its first reaction is naturally to resist.
Ye Xiyue was not surprised by this.
She clutched the Chaos Divine Stone tightly in her palms, her knuckles turning white from the force.
After a moment, the aura that was about to move was finally completely annihilated.
Only then did she put it away.
What reassured her was that the spiritual power in the Nine Spirits Pagoda did not seem to be affected at all.
Previously, she devoured all the spiritual power here, and there was not much spiritual power left.
Fortunately, spiritual power is still flowing out from all directions.
The Nine Spirits Pagoda is gradually returning to its original appearance.
Emperor Shitian stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Ye Xiyue. At this point, his heart finally let go.
He was not worried about her failure, because she would always try her best to do whatever she wanted to do.
He will always have this confidence in her.
It's just that...it really hurts to see her covered in blood like this.
Ye Xiyue turned around and curled her lips at him with a smile.
Her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.
"...It's done..."
She moved her lips slightly and uttered these two words in a very soft voice.
The next moment, her body swayed and she fell to the side!
"Xi'er!"
Emperor Shitian, with quick eyes and quick hands, quickly stepped forward and hugged the person into his arms.
Ye Xiyue only felt her eyes dazzled for a moment, and then she fell into a warm and broad embrace.
The familiar light cold fragrance lingers in the nose, bringing with it a reassuring power.
She leaned into his arms and nuzzled him gently.
"Shitian, I want to rest for a while."
Emperor Shaktian kissed her on the lips distressedly.
"Okay. I'll guard you."
He held her slender waist with one hand and placed his other hand on her back, his palms hot.
Ye Xiyue closed her eyes, feeling only a gentle and powerful breath pouring into her body.
That is extremely pure power.
You don't need to think about it to know that this must come from Emperor Shitian.
She shook her head and wanted to say something.
However, Emperor Shitian had hugged her tighter and was close to her ear, his voice was so low and gentle that it was unbelievable.