Tianming had been curious about what Zi Zhen was doing. Soon, the purple scarf underwent some special changes and transformed into a purple mask with a hibiscus flower pattern on the forehead that emanated a strong, weapon-like aura.0

"This power’s truly peculiar!" Tianming was enveloped by a special purple mist that stopped him from seeing anything clearly, not even Zi Zhen in front of him. Most importantly, it seemed to have a shielding effect on various powers, making him feel like she was a completely different person.0

"It worked." Zi Zhen stopped dripping blood. She was...0