The Yang Governor took a slow breath, her gaze fixed on the black-and-white energy weaving endlessly within the formation.

“To be precise,” she said calmly, “only the extremely rare extreme yin spirit bodies in the Haleth Realm can inherit the Taiji energy of the innate Taiji.”

Harper inhaled sharply.

The Yang Governor was infamous—cruel, ruthless, feared by all—but she was undeniably a true acquired Taiji. That alone confirmed her identity as an extreme yin spirit body.

“You all call me evil, vicious, and without restraint,” she continued, her voice steady. “But none of you understand what it means to live as an extreme yin spirit… always in fear, always on the brink of being devoured.”

At that, the Holy Lord of Herodias turned sharply and spat in disdain.

“You lowly creature—stop trying to deceive us with lies.”