Roar!
The night was illuminated like it was broad daylight.
The blazing red flames continued to spread outward incessantly.
To this day, Xiluo had long transformed, no longer that Mountain God who only knew how to set fires.
Even that skinny, malnourished Big Girl from back then had become today's Li Jingshu, capable of capturing tigers and leopards and wandering freely through the mountains and forests.
Born extraordinary, how could Xiluo possibly remain stagnant?
– Without the need to refine Essence to transform Qi, and focusing the mind to transform Divinity.
From this perspective, the only obstacle hindering Xiluo's cultivation was a single gateway—meditation.
So, the question arose: could such a simple "meditation" really have troubled Xiluo for six or seven years?
The divine light gradually emerging from behind Xiluo's head gave everyone a definite answer.
Roar!
The divine light behind her head transformed into a halo, and the flames became even more spiritual.
