Mystic Clan of the P

"So beautiful." Lü Jiangxian thought blankly. As more and more runes appeared, it seemed to reach some kind of limit. He heard a cracking sound like shattering glass. The world, lit up.,Deep within Lu Jiangxian's heart, a surge of curiosity and joy arose. That sliver of lunar halo seemed to have gathered enough strength, drifting down onto him.,Lu Jiangxian was overjoyed. As he carefully felt it, there was indeed a faint stream of air circulating inside his body, moving in a circular motion around the perimeter of his body.。