บท 717: Death of Tianxing

The lotus lamp fell before Ye Futian. Hua Qingqing's silhouette was vaguely seen as the lamplight shone at the middle of Ye Futian's brow. Ye Futian's spiritual power radiated through the vast surroundings around him. His entire body seemed to have become dazzlingly bright. It was as if he was a regal ancient Buddha. Sounds of chantings were heard around in the air, resonating with Ye Futian's spiritual will.

"Hua Qingqing," Ye Futian spoke telepathically.

"It is me, experiencing the power in tranquility," Hua Qingqing returned. Ye Futian felt as if the power of Spiritual Qi and rules resonated with his own spiritual powers. Those violent scenes of battle melded with his mind, resulting in his spiritual powers becoming incredibly powerful.