Suddenly, a clear, cool sword cry rang out. It was not loud, yet it was bright, resounding distinctly in everyone's mind.
Many people's expressions changed. The instant they heard the sword cry, a hazy sword silhouette appeared in their minds, terrifying enough to seem as though it would tear their spirits apart.
Fortunately, the sensation vanished after only an instant. Otherwise, they would have begun to fear for their own safety.
At that moment, everyone saw the Sword Qi recede around the figure before the Flying Immortal Stone. She slowly rose, her lustrous purple hair rippling gently, yet giving off the sound of clashing blades.
The figure slowly turned, revealing a peerlessly beautiful face identical to Yun Xi's, so lovely it stole their breath.
Then her gaze swept over them, boundlessly deep, reflecting heaven and earth. It was like a glance back that compressed ten thousand ages into a single instant, halting everyone's thoughts, as though time had stopped and a fleeting moment had become eternity.
Everyone stood dazed, motionless for a long while before finally coming to their senses, embarrassment written across their faces. They had actually been stunned senseless by a beauty.
Yun Ying withdrew her gaze and walked toward Yun Xi with graceful, measured steps, her delicate, luminous feet never touching the ground.
"Big sister, let's go back," Yun Ying said upon reaching Yun Xi, then headed off into the distance without paying anyone else any attention.
Yun Xi nodded, then gave everyone an apologetic smile before turning to follow her.
Everyone simply watched the two leave in a daze, forgetting to say anything, utterly captivated by Yun Ying's ethereal, otherworldly bearing.
Even Youyu watched their retreating figures. He started to raise a hand, but lowered it halfway. His mind was filled with the sight of Yun