Those Eyes-There Was No Mistaking Them!

Within the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect, disciples from many sects gathered to watch.

Feng Lingyi stepped forward, her aura spreading like a tide.

The pressure, comparable to that of a Half-Step Grandmaster, put troubled looks on the faces of the Xiantian Realm disciples who had been ready to fight.

Though the Epic Trait Virtual Marriage Certificate did nothing to help one break through, it was an absolute weapon in battles against opponents of the same realm.

Without accumulating any power, its bearer could reach the Xiantian Realm and immediately gain half the strength of a peak cultivator who had trained for years at that level.

Other warriors spent centuries toiling in the Xiantian Realm before they could barely attain the Ninth Transformation Realm's peak, the Half-Step Grandmaster Realm.

Feng Lingyi, however, needed only to reach the Xiantian Realm to replicate half that power.

Even Ji Xun, who possessed a Golden Trait, had to bow before this Epic Trait.

"What's wrong? Do the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect's disciples lack even the courage to answer a challenge?"

Feng Lingyi's voice carried a taunt as her gaze swept across the sect's young faces.

During the year since her defeat at Ye Li's hands, she had practically waded through the rivers of the underworld.

Under the effects of Ye Li's Yin-Yang Spirit Calming, she and the Pure Yin Immortal Sect's disciples had developed severe withdrawal symptoms.

Every moment of every day, their feelings surged toward the person in their fantasies, and they could not stop them!

Despite her wretched state, the sect master had not simply erased her memories. Instead, calling it a trial to temper her Dao heart, she had made Feng Lingyi endure it herself.

For more than half that year, Feng Lingyi's middle finger had remained wet as she struggled through