Then suddenly welled up in the heart, turning into tears.
Along Song Brahman Mirror's cheeks, continuously dripping to the ground.
Within the ten miles of frost cold condensed by her 'True Zhenren Domain'.
The tears instantly froze into ice, bright and shiny, like Luminous Pearls, adorned with a hint of sunset glow.
As they fell into the mottled blood splashes, on the desolate and chaotic ground filled with corpses and debris.
Instantly,
Like gentle rain on parched earth, with a 'whoosh', spreading ripples, cleansing all the devastation around, in a breath!
Transforming all blood and corpses into the purest 'clear air' of the mortal world, reviving withered bouquets, ubiquitous old trees and green plants, and moss growing in crevices.
Song Brahman Mirror's cultivation had reached the Fourth Step Zhenren Realm, comparable to a major authority, and she was a generation of king blood.
