Regaining consciousness once more, Su Li's soul was in agony, trembling as if tiny knives were scraping across it relentlessly.
Her limbs twitched involuntarily, stirring up a clamor of clashing metal sounds.
In her spirit platform, the stone bead floated automatically. The chant of her followers in the world within her palm transformed into golden symbols, quickly immersing into Su Li's body, gradually dispelling the pain from her soul. Only then did Su Li slowly open her eyes.
Beside her ears was the howling wind, cutting like blades against her body, revealing glimpses of bone.
The original owner's body was already covered with dense scars, and her limbs and hands were locked with iron chains as thick as an adult man's arm.
The chains were covered in various talismans. As soon as Su Li made any movement, the talismans would immediately activate, binding her limbs tighter, leaving her with no hope of escape.
