Dragon Race territory, at the edge of the Land of No Order.
Above an ancient treetop, Ao Li stood suspended in the air.
Her silver hair cascaded like a snowy waterfall, fluttering gently in the wind, and a silver dress wrapped her graceful figure.
An ice-blue sash at her waist outlined its slender curve. Her skirt flowed like quicksilver, drifting in the wind to reveal half of her frost-white calves.
Deep within her dark-blue eyes, galaxies seemed to swirl. With her high nose and lips like ice crystals, she resembled a goddess descended from the nine heavens, gazing indifferently down upon all living things, beautiful as a banished immortal.
At that moment, Ao Li stood with her fair arms folded before her, gazing inscrutably at Gu Chenfeng, as though she had long been waiting there.
After a moment of stunned silence, Gu Chenfeng cried out in surprise.
"Lady Ao Li, you... why are you here?"
Looking at the dumbstruck Gu Chenfeng, Ao Li parted her red lips slightly. A cold smile rose at their corners, and instead of answering, she asked a question.
"Lord Chen Feng, you just won first place at the True Spirit Assembly for our Dragon Race and made your name throughout the Demon Race. Rather than cultivating in seclusion in the Dragon Emperor Domain, where might you be going?"
"I..." Gu Chenfeng was just about to invent a lie.
But Ao Li immediately continued, "You want to return to the Human Race, don't you?"
At those words, Gu Chenfeng's scalp instantly prickled, but he forced himself to remain calm.
"Lady Ao Li, what are you talking about? Why don't I understand?"
Ao Li's smile grew colder.
"Do you really think you hid it perfectly?
"In fact, when I first guided you in cultivating the Ice Soul