Dust Haze

"Fellow Daoist He, Yuehua... what are you...?"

Song Ziling looked at the two of them, then quickly glanced at the figure on Tantai Yuehua's back, her face full of astonishment.

He Qiang spoke bitterly to Chu Sheng.

"Senior, there was no treasure at the bottom of the lake. There was only her..."

Tantai Yuehua carefully laid the woman from her back flat upon the ground.

Though the woman had long since lost all signs of life, her beauty remained breathtaking, enough to shake one's soul.

Through the gaps in her torn clothes, her smooth, delicate skin was clearly visible, without the slightest trace of decay.

What shocked Chu Sheng most was the pair of small, exquisite Golden Dragon Horns on the woman's forehead. Their curves were gentle, and faint flowing light gleamed within them.

"Mystic Gold Dragon Clan..."

Chu Sheng was certain he could not possibly be mistaken.

He had only just arrived from the Great Yan Divine Dynasty. The Empress and Crown Prince there both possessed such a pair of dragon horns.

Yet at a glance, this woman's horns were far nobler than those of the Great Yan Divine Dynasty's royal family.

Clearly, she belonged to a bloodline of even greater purity.

His heart jolted.

So the aura he had sensed was not some heavenly treasure at all, but the corpse of a Mystic Gold Dragon Clan member?

Well then, what a waste of effort...

He Qiang's gaze fell upon the remains, his tone grave.

"No one knows how long ago this person's life force was extinguished, yet her physical body remains tough, without the slightest sign of decline. It is clear that her cultivation in life was beyond anything we could imagine."

"It is simply unknown whether she was someone who entered this Divine Ruins Ancient Land later,