Even though she had been exhausted, Amalia had never stopped putting all her strength into each slash. But for the first time, she felt an overwhelming amount of power flow through her body.
Her blade emitted a low hum as it sliced through the air, causing her wrist to tremble slightly. The surrounding spiritual energy rushed into her body as if it had gone wild.
Unseen by anyone, a section of her normally dormant black spiritual root began to glow inside her.
"Huh?" Tian Wuya, watching from above, let out a barely audible sound of surprise.
Amalia noticed her blade suddenly felt lighter, and after swinging it, she saw something unusual: thin threads in the air, running parallel without ever crossing.
The sight lasted less than a second, but she saw it clearly.
Some of the threads disappeared into her body, while the Devil Ghost in front of her, though still moving erratically, never touched a single one.