"Emperor Ye?"
The girl looked at Ye Xuan with utter astonishment.
Ye Xuan smiled faintly.
The girl was overjoyed.
Ye Xuan waved his hand, signaling the girl not to mind him.
The girl knew that the Mountain God Realm's sacrifice was a solemn occasion, and reminiscing should be reserved for later.
This time, however, the girl did not close her eyes but kept watching Ye Xuan, her expression exuberant.
The girl's actions were noticed by many but left them in considerable puzzlement.
No one knew the girl's identity.
An ancestral prophecy suggested the girl was the host of the sacrificial ceremony, but her precise identity remained unknown.
As for the eighty-one Mountain Venerables on the coiled dragon pillars, their expressions were grave beyond measure.
Others might not know the girl's identity, but how could they be unaware?
