Meanwhile, as the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Shaman Sect was silently killed.
In a small valley thousands of miles away from the sect's headquarters, a woman standing in midair trembled slightly.
She was a woman in white, her clothes as pure as snow, standing there like a celestial maiden descended from the heavens.
Her extraordinary demeanor seemed to make everything around her pale in comparison.
The woman's long hair, reaching her waist, cascaded down her back like a waterfall from the heavens.
Although her face was covered by a layer of white veil.
Yet, seeing the flawless half of her face, finely crafted, it wasn't hard to imagine that beneath the veil lay unparalleled beauty!
Standing there, she moved without effort, yet appeared like an ice goddess, exuding a chill that caused the air around to drop in temperature.
"Casting a fate-reversing curse on a 'Saint Immortal Eighth Transformation' expert is still quite pressuring."
