Before Lu Yin and the others stood a woman. Her appearance was ordinary, not breathtaking, but the kind that grew on you. She was the reason Star Picking Girl had turned pale, and the reason Lu Yin had instinctively become alert.
The woman was Zhi Yi. She had rushed to the battlefield in the southeast to seize the Magnetic Pole as quickly as possible. What met her eyes was a vast number of Sixth Continent cultivators, tens of thousands of them, in a sorry state. She glanced over them once, then fixed her gaze on Lu Yin and his two companions—or, more accurately, on Star Picking Girl.
Star Picking Girl used a strange technique to obscure her appearance. Though she was stunningly beautiful, anyone who saw her would soon forget her. It was a peculiar ability, but the more peculiar it was, the more conspicuous it seemed to Zhi Yi. In her eyes, Star Picking Girl was the brightest light on the entire battlefield, impossible to miss.
The two women stood on opposite sides of the battlefield, staring at each other.
Star Picking Girl had never looked like this before. Even when facing an Envoy, she had been confident she could hold out. Even when Domain Child Nan Yanfei attacked, she had never lost her composure. But now, she looked far more solemn, her gaze flickering as she clearly tried to divine something.
"My name is Zhi Yi," Zhi Yi said, her tone indifferent.
Lu Yin and Ling Que's expressions changed. Dao Origin Three Heavens—Zhi Yi.
Star Picking Girl's hand unconsciously clenched. Just as she had thought: only one of the Dao Origin Three Heavens could make her feel this way.
Thunder filled the sky, then suddenly crashed down into the sea.
Zhi Yi looked over. "You took the Magnetic