Yi Lin took a deep breath.
There was no one else on the platform.
Yet, the air around him was strangely frozen, making Yi Lin feel a suffocating pressure on his chest.
Before him,
the mountain wall actively parted to the sides, and a white-haired woman slowly emerged from within it.
From a distance, that white-haired woman, though possessing a beautiful, youthful appearance, gave Yi Lin an unmistakable impression that had nothing to do with "young." It wasn't about her looks, but more about the decaying aura she exuded as she approached, through her steps and beneath her brows.
When she raised her gaze, the depths of her dark pupils brimmed with an air called "world-weariness," sweeping over him.
She was... the Supreme Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect!
The pinnacle among today's Qi Practitioners!
What discomforted Yi Lin the most was,
he strained his eye strength, trying to clearly see the Sect Leader's face,
