Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Primordial Chaos Realm, before the Hall of Eternity—the atmosphere was solemn and grim.
Mo Lin stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in snow-white robes, his aura restrained as though he had merged with heaven and earth. Behind him stood sixteen peerless beauties of differing grace side by side. Some were aloof, some seductive, some valiant, some gentle, some adorably naïve, and some ethereal. Their temperaments varied, yet every one of them possessed beauty capable of toppling kingdoms. They were all dressed in fitted combat attire or mage robes suited for action, their lovely eyes gleaming with excitement, anticipation, and unconditional trust in the figure before them.
Cai Lin was cold and stunning in purple robes, Yun Yun looked like an immortal in white, Ya Fei's red dress blazed like fire, Xiao Yi Xian was ethereal in pale violet, Qing Lin was charming in an emerald skirt, Nalan Yanran was dashing and heroic, Han Yue was as cool as the moon, Cao Ying was passionate and clever, Dan Chen was pure and flawless, Xiao Xun'er was noble in a golden dress, and Zi Yan wore a long gown adorned with regal purple-gold dragon patterns. Tall and graceful, she possessed both the majesty of a Dragon Emperor and a lively, spoiled charm between her brows. Zuoqiu Qingyu was seductive in black, Li Qingchan was exquisitely aloof in white, Wu Yao was cold and proud in red-and-black combat attire, while Su Youwei was gentle in a flowing aqua-blue dress.
The sixteen beauties, each unmatched in splendor, standing together formed the most dazzling sight in all the heavens and worlds.
Little Lingxi held Zi Yan's hand, her doll-like little face full of excitement and curiosity, without the slightest fear. Tun Tun had also