Yue Chan's main body appeared, her robes fluttering, her face cold as ice. Holding a five-colored divine sword, she charged out of Heaven Mending City.
At that moment, she resembled an immortal maiden of the moon, treading over ripples in the Palace of Vast Cold, indescribably noble and unworldly.
Her beauty was peerless as well, with curved brows and large, clear eyes, their black and white sharply defined. They twinkled like stars in the heavens, shimmering with dreamlike light.
"Wonderful, the Saintess is here!"
Everyone's expression changed, while the Heaven Mending Sect disciples cheered. The Saintess held an exalted place in their hearts as the leader of their generation.
"Senior Brother Gold, are you all right?" Yue Chan asked, glancing at Jin Lingxiao.
His body was covered in bloody wounds, and his golden wings had nearly been broken. Beyond his gruesome injuries, his confidence seemed to have suffered a blow, leaving him unable to recover his composure for a long time.
"Saintess, I've disgraced the sect."
Only after a long while did Jin Lingxiao manage those words. He gave a bitter laugh and lowered his usually proud head.
He was already an Array Formation Realm expert at such a young age and had considered himself an extraordinary genius. Yet today, he had lost to a boy several years younger than himself. He was too ashamed to show his face.
"Don't be so discouraged, Senior Brother Gold. Had your strength not been suppressed in the Spirit World, you might not have lost," Yue Chan consoled him before raising her head to look ahead.
"Little Chan-Chan, you finally came out." The Demoness giggled sweetly, lively and a little mischievous, like both a demon and an immortal.
"Demoness..." Yue Chan looked at her coldly, but soon shifted her attention to the lamp-bearing young