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Only Liua Ruolan, no, it was Ruoling's body, exuded strands of ice-blue chill.
This chill wasn't formed by Profound Qi, rather it seemed more like a convergence of "intent", formless and intangible, yet carrying a palpable and imposing presence, fierce and domineering.
The clothes on her body moved without wind, and her black hair slightly fluttered. Her usually gentle and gracious brow and eyes seemed as if touched by frost, becoming sharp and steely.
The aura unintentionally released from her made even Wang Shouzhe, who was also in the flying chariot cabin, feel immense pressure.
In recent years, Ruoling had been appearing more frequently, quietly and unobtrusively.
Unlike before, where only a complete enraging of Liua Ruolan would bring out Ruoling, hidden within her, for an outburst.
