Feng Clan Princess, Fairy Zixia
How could the Merak Holy Land be absent from such a grand event?
The void rippled slightly. Under the watchful eyes of many, a Saint-grade golden warship wriggled out of a black hole as nimbly as a fish, appearing before the world.
With the spacetime turbulence gone, the inverted energy barrier also dissipated.
At the bow, human geniuses of varying temperaments stood lined up in a row.
Killing God Child, the siblings Gu Fei and Gu Lin, three half-blood Golden Crows, the Eight Spirit Generals, Si Tong of the Pure Yang Physique, Qianqian of the Pure Yin Physique, Little Pine, son of the Demon Emperor...
The Merak geniuses of their generation had all arrived, with only His Highness the Holy Son absent.
"Senior Brother Ye, this is as far as you need to see me..."
Footsteps sounded as several figures emerged from the cabin.
At their head was naturally the inheritor of Merak's lineage, the Merak Holy Son.
On the other side stood the Feng Clan Princess.
She wore a five-colored mask flowing with rosy light, concealing her peerless features. Tall and graceful, she possessed an elegant bearing and carried herself as proudly as a phoenix.
Together with those limpid eyes beneath the mask, she looked like a divine maiden descended into the mortal world.
Feng Huang, the current princess of the Feng Clan, a great family of the Central Region, and the direct granddaughter of the clan's Holy Lord.
The Feng clan was unimaginably ancient. It had multiplied and thrived upon the land of the Big Dipper since countless ages ago, an ancient great surname on par with the Qian, Si, Ji, and Yao clans.
Its existence could be traced back at least to the Primordial Era.
It was said that Heavenly Venerable Lingwa