It was like a dwindling furnace fire, ready to be extinguished at any moment by the fierce wind manifested from Lin Changheng's Rongsheng Divine Power True Intent.
Another half an hour passed.
"PHEW!"
Lin Changheng exhaled a breath of turbid air, having finally worn away the last wisp of Withered Silence aura inside Xiaobai.
But he didn't stop, instead pushing through to thoroughly cleanse its entire body from top to bottom.
After confirming that not a single trace of the Withered Silence aura remained, Lin Changheng retracted his Divine Power True Intent.
"GURGLE GURGLE..."
The Deep Lake Spirit Clam was already acting as if nothing had ever been wrong. It was full of life and vigor, showing no signs of its previous decrepitude.
A world of difference from its earlier state, where it was on the verge of death, its flame of life about to be extinguished at any moment.
