Inside the transparent planet's core, the atmosphere froze because of the appearance of the breathtaking woman who had taken form from the dragon's shadow—Feng Qingyao.
Shen Yi's group all held their breath, their gazes fixed on her with complicated expressions.
The strange ancient robes she wore, black with gold patterns, along with her otherworldly appearance and bearing, all proved that her identity was anything but ordinary.
And the language she spoke—the exact same language Shen Yi had used on Blue Star—shook Shen Yi, Winnie, and Xilos to their cores.
Feng Qingyao's calm gaze swept over everyone before finally landing on Shen Yi.
A faint smile appeared on her flawless face, like a snow lotus blooming silently atop an iceberg, cold and distant.
"My name is Feng Qingyao."
She spoke again, her voice clear, yet carrying a distant quality that seemed to have crossed endless ages.
"Before this, we had already met many times before the Stele of Authority Holders, and within my imprint."
Shen Yi suppressed the turbulence in his heart and forced himself to calm down.
The information scanned by the system—human, Feng Qingyao, age, 100 points, and that note about her soul form—churned through his mind.
He looked at Feng Qingyao. He did not show the slightest humility or panic because of her identity and power, merely asking in a low voice, "Senior, now that you've appeared, what guidance do you have?"
He did not overdo it, instead using the relatively neutral "Senior," which expressed basic respect while maintaining a certain distance.
Feng Qingyao did not seem to care what Shen Yi called her. Her gaze lingered on him for a moment, as if examining something. Then she gently raised her hand, and a simple, soft golden light flowed from her fingertips, instantly sinking into Winnie's body.
That