Su Jie was unlike ordinary people. Instead, he was looking behind the Myriad Dragon Pearl, toward the area where Emperor Tianwu's gaze had rested at the end.
There, the thick clouds were dispersing, revealing a figure within—a graceful woman.
She wore a soft blue, light gauze cloud-brocade dress. Its pleated hem flowed like moonlight as it spilled across the ground. Her black hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall, with a water-blue, carved crystal hairpin slanted through it. Her waist was slender, her shoulders jade-smooth, and her legs long and shapely. She looked like a moon goddess descending into the mortal world.
The moment they saw the woman, before anyone else could react, Ning Xinyue's bright eyes widened, and she cried out, "Sister!"
This woman was none other than Ning Xinyue's elder sister, Ning Yunying.
Ning Yunying was less than ten meters from the Myriad Dragon Pearl. Dragon roars surged around her like waves, while dragon phantoms materialized one after another. The terrifying pressure was like the heavens collapsing and the earth overturning the sea, causing her flesh to transform.
Her body hovered between life and death. Under the immense pressure, something inside her seemed to burst like a silver vase shattering. At times, she felt incomparably fragile, her strength hovering between the Secret Treasury and Dao Platform Realms. At other times, her power was as imposing as towering mountains and mighty rivers, surging to the Purple Mansion Realm. Her cultivation realm constantly changed along with her body's transformation.
Every time she seemed about to be crushed to death by the Myriad Dragon Pearl, Ning Yunying would undergo a phoenix-like rebirth. A thin layer of flame would appear over her snow-white skin, her injuries would rapidly recover, and her aura would grow stronger.
One had to know that a