"She's here!"
Lu Ran said in a deep voice, his gaze tightly locked onto the Faceless Jade Venerable.
Deng Yuxiang's heart tightened. He was about to say something when Lu Ran continued, "Shall we try?"
Try?
Deng Yuxiang peeked out from behind the stone peak, looking towards the north.
In the Heavenly Realm, there was only a sea of mist and mountains, making it difficult to distinguish north, south, east, and west.
However, privately, Deng Yuxiang defined the direction of the mist's flow as moving from west to east.
Thus, the directions became clear.
On the northern peaks, a large jade sculpture was slowly flying over.
Against the dim sky, her body, like mutton-fat jade, shimmered with a marvelous glow.
That blurry face started to become clearer as she flew closer, gradually coming into Deng Yuxiang's view.
Noble and holy, like a deity.
