"But you still have so much of that black energy inside you," Ning Xuan said quizzically, touching Ying Yaoshi's spirit body, which still wasn't very solid.
"We have to take it slow, Lord Contract Master. That black energy is rooted in the Spiritual Sea. It's been entrenched for many years and has long since seeped into my very blood and bones. It can't be eliminated in a short time," Ying Yaoshi explained with a wry smile, enduring the soul-searing tremors.
"Alright." Seeing the pain on his face, Ning Xuan snapped her fingers. The fiery Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and retracted its Spiritual Fire.
The enormous Four-winged Ying Snake shot a fearful glance at the Little Red Bird, then swayed its body, shrinking until it was only the length of an arm. With a sudden leap, it coiled around Ning Xuan's arm.
