The moment the White Lotus Sect Master appeared, she seemed to steal all the radiance, drawing the eyes of everyone present.
Looking across the martial world of the present day, after the Demon-Slaying Battle, a martial arts grandmaster had classified the decades that followed as the Post-Martial Arts Era.
From that point onward, every Martial Artist in the world was a latecomer.
In this age when outstanding talents emerged throughout the world, this woman was undoubtedly among the most astonishingly gifted and the most mysterious. Her depths were unfathomable.
So unfathomable that scarcely anyone even knew how strong she was, or how she fought on offense or defense.
The reason was simple: everyone who had seen it was dead.
It was not that no one had fought her before. But no matter how extraordinary their strength, whether they were long-established elders of the martial world or rising stars making a name for themselves, those who dared attack her never met a particularly good end.
Not to mention the many experts under her command, all of them concealing their abilities, whose very mention made people pale.
And she was beautiful, too.
Very beautiful.
In just the few steps she took inside, some men already could not tear their eyes away, while women felt jealousy stir.
Yet, as though they had witnessed something, the people whose eyes had been wide a second earlier suddenly shuddered, their faces drained of blood. They lowered their eyes as though avoiding venomous creatures, not daring to look straight at her.
But fourteen others had unusual looks in their eyes and solemn expressions, as though they had glimpsed something.
Another nine remained unmoved.
Naturally, Lian Youming was among them. Although he had yet to perfect his White Bone Contemplation and reach the realm where flesh grew upon