"The Divine Envoy has arrived!"
Suddenly, a chorus of shocked exclamations rose from the crowd, and countless gazes swept in unison toward the source.
The crowd parted to reveal a voluptuously graceful and stunningly beautiful woman walking toward them with measured steps.
She was clad in a gold-embroidered purple tight brocade robe, her three thousand strands of black hair styled into the shape of a long-calling phoenix, an undeniable aura of nobility emanating from her.
Her tranquil and beautiful visage was like a clear spring in a secluded mountain, inspiring reverence due to her noble status, yet irresistibly evoking an affectionate yearning.
That peerless face, like a flower fairy indifferent to worldly affairs, was filled with an enchanting ethereal quality. As her eyes moved, they held only an insouciant ease and an aloof dignity that seeped into the marrow.
It was none other than Yunyun.
