As the Mysterious Heaven Pavilion's group descended slowly atop their spirit beasts, the atmosphere at the entrance seemed to freeze.
At their head was a silver-bearded, white-haired elder of about sixty. He held a white jade whisk, and a gentle breeze seemed to follow each step he took, revealing a cultivation base as unfathomable as the depths of the sea.
Behind him stood twenty young disciples in formation, their expressions haughty and their gazes sharp as lightning. They looked down on the disciples of every other sect. But the two people at the very front drew the most attention.
The man on the left wore an ink-colored robe, its collar embroidered with a hidden dragon pattern. His features were sharply defined, as if carved with a knife.
He stood with his hands behind his back, radiating an oppressive aura. Stars seemed to swirl in his eyes, black as ink, and every gesture exuded the bearing of Imperial Clan nobility. He was none other than Xia Li, the Second Prince of Great Xia.
The red-robed woman on the right was even more dazzling. A golden phoenix spread its wings across her Fire Intent-red dress, setting off her snow-white skin.
Beneath her willow-leaf brows, her phoenix eyes shone with every glance. Her lips were red as Fire Intent, and she held her chin high, radiating an innate arrogance.
When Su Yu happened to catch a glimpse of her profile, his heart jolted. There was something in her features that bore a striking resemblance to Yunxi!
But this woman's features were sharp and fierce, while Yunxi was like an orchid blooming in a secluded valley.
Could it be...? Su Yu's gaze narrowed as he wondered to himself. What connection did this woman have to Yunxi?
Just then, the red-robed woman seemed to sense