"For so many years, no one has come."
As her voice faded, a woman in palace attire, wearing a Flying Immortal Dress, flew out from a distant palace like a Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman.
This woman wore a veil. Her court dress was imprinted with ancient Divine Beast patterns, and her long hair was tied up high, with only a few strands swaying lightly. A dot of cinnabar adorned her brow, her nobility beyond words.
Her voice, as if imbued with a special effect, carried an ethereal quality—mysterious and ancient.
Wang Mu narrowed his eyes. He hadn't seen her before, yet she felt familiar.
This person...
"Such a young Cultivator..." The fairy stood above the palace, seeming to merge with the vast, round moon, appearing otherworldly and aloof, truly giving Wang Mu the illusion of a fairy from the Heavenly Court.
But he definitely didn't recognize her.
