"A powerful cultivator has arrived!"
"Who... who is it?"
Shock spread across the faces of the many powerful cultivators present.
Jet-black hair whipped through the air, weaving into a river across the void. Its surging dark waves became a stairway to the heavens, reaching the chaos-colored Void Rift.
The next instant, a figure in a black dress stepped through the air and appeared.
Her hair fell like a waterfall to her waist. Her pale, jade-like face held no trace of color, while her eyes were dark and fathomless, as though they could swallow stars from ages past.
She stood motionless at the edge of the rift, her dark dress snapping in the wind. An ancient aura of annihilation surrounded her, seeming to freeze even the light between heaven and earth.
"The Undying Demoness!"
Hun Xian'er's mind reeled. She cried out the name of the Demon Immortal Clan's infamous god of slaughter.
Why had she appeared here?
Lu Ren's throat tightened. His gaze sharpened, and his expression grew impossibly conflicted.
He had never imagined his mother would appear now!
During the calamity at Dao One Immortal Hall, she had disregarded the danger of contaminating her Immortal Soul and forcibly dragged him back from certain death.
Now, he refused to let her enter danger for his sake again, much less allow her already damaged Immortal Soul to suffer further erosion!
Besides, with her current strength, how could she rescue him from so many powerful cultivators?
Every gaze fell on the Undying Demoness.
To their shock, she gave off no fluctuations of Dao Rhyme. Instead, they sensed an entirely different power.
Dou Zhantian stared at her warily. "Who are you?"
The Undying Demoness ignored him. She turned to Lu Ren and asked gently, "Ren'er... are you all right?"
Lu Ren froze. "I... you