Those familiar with the Star Realm Clan knew that this was a sign that one's Astral Realm cultivation had reached an exceedingly terrifying level.
"Dongli, greetings, Cult Master."
Mu Dongli was clearly a mature beauty, yet before this young boy, she was like a maiden in love. Her pretty face was slightly flushed as she bent to salute him.
"It has been some years since we last met. Did you miss me?" The Divine Tomb Cult Master wore a smile.
Though he looked like a youth, his bearing and tone remained mature. That calm, unhurried composure was something one could not cultivate without at least five hundred thousand years in Xuanting.
"Mhm..." Mu Dongli lowered her head and clasped her fingers tightly, displaying a maiden's tender longing in full.
The Divine Tomb Cult Master smiled faintly as well, then said, "The time is near. Come with me."
"Yes, Cult Master." Mu Dongli quickly stepped forward and caught up to him, keeping one position behind him. She was actually taller than this Cult Master, yet she still seemed like a little sister.
Both possessed extraordinary bearing. Walking through the snow, one in black and one in white, they formed a breathtaking painting.
However, after taking only a few steps, the Divine Tomb Cult Master suddenly stopped and looked toward the depths of Winter Glass Palace. His bright black eyes seemed to pierce through the heavens and the mortal world.
"Someone is there?" The Cult Master looked at Mu Dongli.
Mu Dongli paused slightly, then said, "She is an Illusory God cultivator disciple Dongli took in. She has some talent and exceptional looks."
The Divine Tomb Cult Master smiled. "Time truly flies. Just the other day, little Li Bao'er was still babbling like a baby. In the blink of an eye, she