Retreating to Advance

Within the Moon Temple.

The layers of light wrapping Luo Shen dispersed, revealing Her peerlessly beautiful face and tall, perfect body.

Though She was a supreme god born of the Celestial Clan, Her pairs of pristine white wings remained hidden within Her body, never revealed.

Her beauty was illusory, unreal.

It seemed that no such flawless woman should ever have been born into the mortal world; She ought to have been a creation imagined by the Creator.

Yet She had appeared just like this.

Clad in a flowing white gown, She stood between Yingyue and Han Yi. A curious gleam surfaced in Her divine eyes, which contained boundless shimmering light.

Yingyue and Han Yi's godheads were now Her two eyes, allowing Her to see what was happening in the Underworld Prison.

"Yuan Yi remains as ruthless and cunning as ever."

She sneered in judgment.

Neither Han Yi nor Yingyue could hear Her voice or sense the movements of the outside world, their divine bodies and souls submerged in an ocean of light.

They did not even know that She had revealed Her true appearance.

"Longdi probably has no choice."

"It's just that..."

Luo Shen quietly watched the situation unfold, wishing to see what interesting developments would follow.

She had suffered a crushing defeat in Purgatory, but She had not been defeated by Pang Jian. Rather, Her archenemy had tampered with the fourth strand of fortune, causing Her godhead to shatter piece by piece.

To Luo Shen, Pang Jian would never be worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as Her or Her archenemy.

Even though another Pang Jian had once again forged an immortal Primordial Spirit in the Underworld Prison and reached the heights of the Shenxian Realm, She still did not think highly of him.

"As long as