In the Tianyan Mountain Range, Wang Yan glanced at the androgynous young man, then turned his gaze to the seal atop the mountain. "When do we break it?"
"No need to rush. We're still waiting for one more person." Lin Langtian smiled faintly.
"Who are we waiting for? Didn't the Huangpu Family say they weren't sending anyone?" Wang Yan asked with a frown.
"The Huangpu Family did say that, but they invited someone even more formidable."
Lin Langtian smiled as he spoke.
"Oh? There aren't many people you'd call formidable, Lin Langtian. Who is it?" Wang Yan asked curiously.
"Heh, Brother Langtian gives Qingzhu too much credit. With the top young talents of the Great Yan Dynasty gathered here, I'm afraid Qingzhu won't gain much this time."
As Wang Yan's voice faded, a clear, lilting voice suddenly rang out across the land. It was so beautiful that it seemed to possess a special magic. Many people's eyes grew hazy with intoxication.
"Ling Qingzhu!"
The moment Lin Ge heard the voice, he guessed who had arrived. A strange smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
As everyone was entranced by that lovely voice, a streak of green light swept over from afar and finally transformed into a green lotus.
Upon the Green Lotus stood a woman with a graceful figure. Though a thin veil concealed her face, her crystal-clear eyes seemed to dim the whole world in an instant...
She wore a pale, simple dress. Her brows were like kingfisher feathers, her skin white as snow, and her waist slender as a sash. Beneath the veil, her bright eyes shifted and shone, leaving the world itself in shadow.
A woman of such beauty and bearing was truly a rare sight.
The noisy mountainside fell silent. Though a thin veil covered