Someone new appeared in the great hall.
She was a woman dressed in red, wearing a mask.
She stood there, red robes wrapping her slender figure like flames, a jade mask hiding her face and leaving only eyes bright as stars.
For an instant, everyone froze.
"Ruan Qingyu!"
Fang Rui was startled. A deep wariness surfaced in his eyes.
Chen Yan stood quietly, sizing up the red-clothed woman who had appeared out of nowhere. His brows furrowed.
He could feel that the woman had done nothing, yet wave after wave of allure washed over him.
What was more, she had a Divine Level concealment Formation on her.
Chen Yan looked at Fang Rui. Fang Rui's expression tightened, and he hurriedly sent a voice transmission:
"Ruan Qingyu is a Prefecture Lord, just like me. She herself isn't important.
"What matters is her elder sister, the Sixth Dao Child, Ruan Qingwu.
"Ruan Qingwu was extraordinary from birth. They say she is the most beautiful woman in the Evil Realm, and that any Human who sees her true face will be unable to bear the sight of such beauty..."
Fang Rui pursed his lips and continued transmitting:
"And then die.
"So the Qingwu Dao Child has worn a mask since she was little and never shown her face. It's said that even an Eighth Order cultivator who sees her true face will have their Dao Heart affected.
"Ruan Qingyu isn't as stunning as the Qingwu Dao Child, but she's still one of the Evil Realm's most peerless beauties."
Chen Yan's expression shifted—not with shock, but with a sense of strangeness.
Could someone in this world really be beautiful enough to kill?
How was that possible?
Or did the Sixth Dao Child, Ruan Qingwu, possess some kind of innate secret art?
At that moment,