Qin Miesheng stopped in his tracks, his heart filled with uncertainty, "That danger... arises from this little girl?"
Qin Miesheng felt the source of the danger, which came from the Ji Xuexiao in the palm of his hand!
Upon closer inspection, Qin Miesheng keenly saw a peculiar mark emerging on the forehead of Ji Xuexiao, encased in the ice crystal; it resembled a Phoenix wrapping its wings around itself, slumbering.
With just a slight touch of consciousness, there was a feeling of such cold and deadly intensity that even a Monster Soul would be extinguished!
The mark flashed by and then disappeared without a trace, but Qin Miesheng was certain his senses had not deceived him!
"So that's how it is... Indeed, can there truly be someone capable of reaching this step? Is this what Nirvana, rebirth, looks like?"
Qin Miesheng had a revelation; he was somewhat awed and shocked, realizing what it was, something even he thought existed only in legends.