Hearing the voice that suddenly rang out, He Mu lifted the teacup from the table, his brows rising slightly, while Shi Hao turned his whole body to look toward its source.
The woman's voice sounded somewhat familiar, and her mention of "my sect" instinctively gave Shi Hao a bad feeling.
Somehow, even as he turned, a certain premonition had already formed in his heart.
Then his premonition came true.
The next moment, Shi Hao saw the speaker-
She was a woman in golden skirt armor that gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight. She was tall, with loose black hair and exceptionally clear eyes, but a veil covered her face, keeping her features out of view.
If Shi Hao had to find words to describe her, only one phrase truly fit-"regal and resplendent."
She stood there proudly, and as her eyes opened and closed, lightning seemed ready to shoot out. An aura of the Great Dao enveloped her, making her seem transcendent and powerful, utterly impossible to look away from.
Yet after seeing her, Shi Hao first froze briefly, then actually felt a rare twinge of guilt.
There was no other reason than that Shi Hao knew her. The two had once shared a considerable karmic entanglement.
This woman was Feng Wu, a first-generation prodigy renowned across several provinces, the Heavenly Immortal Academy's favored daughter of heaven, and one of the Dao Lineage's core seeds.
Back when Shi Hao was still in the Eight Lower Realms, he had once traveled to the Spirit Realm-through the Bronze Gate in the Virtual God Realm, he had ascended to the Bronze Sparrow Platform in the Spirit Realm, where he had fought Feng Wu and subdued her.
That clash could not really be considered a pure contest of skill. After all, their cultivation levels had differed