Yaoyun, who had always remained calm, felt her heart tighten slightly the moment she sensed the disorder and chaos in the aura inside the palace.0

She was well aware that Mu Wanxuan was simply trying to form her Nascent Soul and that the palace spirit would certainly save her life if she were ever in mortal danger. Nevertheless, she still prepared to intervene. After all, as far as she knew, Mu Wanxuan was the only reincarnation of a Heavenly Court immortal.2

Inside the palace, Mu Wanxuan hovered cross-legged on a meditation cushion. Her long hair spread out as streams of yin-yang qi wove through her, making her Dao Body look like a transparent jade statue.0

At her Heavenly Abode, a faint phantasm wrapped in wisps of blood-red baleful qi slowly descended in her upper dantian. At her qi sea, a gray aura of unknown origin had appeared and was spreading endlessly in her lower dantian, plunging her qi sea into further chaos.0

At that moment, she needed balance...0