"Brother Ye, it's right below us."
Ye Lan pointed at the ancient-looking forest below, an excited smile on her beautiful face.
"Nine Sister."
Ye Qifeng looked to the side and called out softly.
Two women stood beside him. On the left was Ye Lan, like an orchid blooming in an empty valley; on the right was a tall woman with a languid yet elegant bearing.
She had a superb figure and breathtaking beauty, with neat light-purple chin-length hair. Her delicate, fair oval face featured graceful brows, alluring bright eyes, a refined upturned nose, and sensual crimson lips. Her heroic features carried a faintly seductive charm.
She wore a fitted suit of soft armored clothing that accentuated her figure, with hollowed-out sections around her shoulders and chest that revealed her smooth shoulders and a portion of her snowy skin. Above her long leather boots stretched a pair of straight, slender legs.
Everything about her radiated a distinctive languid elegance. She was like a mature beauty with a graceful figure capable of stealing souls.
This woman was none other than Spirit Kite Douluo, Ni Huang.
When Ye Qifeng had brought Ye Lan to Pope Palace to report to Bibi Dong and explain the situation, Ni Huang happened to be there. Upon hearing that Ye Qifeng needed a Title Douluo to lead the way, she volunteered to accompany them.
At that moment, the three of them stood atop the Spirit Kite Martial Soul formed from Ni Huang's fiery red Soul Power, hovering more than a hundred meters above the ground.
Ye Qifeng's "Nine Sister" had been directed at Ni Huang.
Hearing him, Ni Huang immediately understood. With a light nod and a thought, the Spirit Kite bird carrying the three of them gently flapped its wings, trailing its long phoenix tail feathers as