Azure-gold sunlight shone in every direction, turning heaven and earth a boundless expanse of blue-green.
Within this world, only Gao Xian and Bai Yue stood out as two contrasting colors...
Bai Yue wore a white sword robe as well, with crossed lapels and broad sleeves, a matching inner garment beneath. She had always been strikingly beautiful, her skin fair as jade. Even with her expression as deep and still as water, she possessed a captivatingly radiant grace.
Bai Yue's white was restrained and elegant, while Gao Xian's robe was pure white, surpassing snow. It reflected the precious radiance contained within his skin, making his peerless bearing all the more apparent.
Standing opposite one another, Bai Yue clearly felt herself being overshadowed.
She knew very well that it was not because Gao Xian was more handsome or more refined, but because his presence was stronger, suppressing her in every regard.
The last time she had fought Gao Xian, his aura had been formidable, yet he had still been chased and beaten by her and Mysterious Underworld.
A hundred years later, Gao Xian's cultivation had grown to such a terrifying extent. Before he had even made a move—before he had even stirred his Pure Yang spiritual consciousness—he was already suppressing her mind through nothing more than the subtle resonance of their auras!
Venerable Bai Yue's heart sank even further. Judging only by Gao Xian's bearing, Shaoyang Sect, Evergreen, and Baihuan might truly have been killed by Gao Xian.
She knew full well that Mysterious Underworld, Shaoyang Sect, and herself were roughly equal in cultivation, while Evergreen was steadily a notch above her. Evergreen was also proficient in all manner of life-preserving secret arts, his vitality deep and enduring—yet even he had been slain by Gao Xian!
After a moment of silence, Bai