The Cultivation World of the Chaotian Continent had countless powerful figures, but only a handful stood closest to the heavens.
Taiping and Jingyang, Liu Ci and Cao Yuan, Nan Qu and Xilai, and the pair of dao companions from the Zhongzhou Sect.
Of these people, White True Person was the most interesting, because she was the least interesting.
Shrouded in cloud and mist for centuries, she had never shown anyone her true face, yet strangely, there was nothing mysterious about her. Everyone knew what she wanted: nothing more than to contend with Green Mountain. Yet throughout the years she had held actual power on Yunmeng Mountain, no matter how hard she tried, the Zhongzhou Sect had never surpassed the Green Mountain Sect. Over the last hundred years in particular, those two fellow disciples had played her in the palms of their hands, dealing her one setback after another. Only her Personal Disciple Tong Yan and her daughter Bai Zao had salvaged some dignity for her in the Western Sea Plot. Yet now Tong Yan had defected, and she had personally sent Bai Zao into an abyss of slumber...
Coincidentally, her name was Bai Yuan-White Abyss.
No one in the Cultivation World called her that, even in their thoughts, partly out of fear, but more because they felt she was unworthy of that word.
For such a great figure, with a profound Cultivation Realm and overwhelming power, who believed her schemes accounted for everything yet had accomplished nothing, that word seemed more like a joke.
Today, Jing Jiu had employed one peerless method after another, finally joining forces with True Person Tan to tear apart that bank of cloud and mist.
Everyone thought they had seen her weak and incompetent true face, yet when the mist dispersed, she was not at