BOOM!!
The Rainbow light in the sky vibrated. The mountain peaks swayed. Heaven and earth themselves seemed to tremble at the appearance of that figure.
Finally, the figure emerged completely from the darkness, standing tangibly before Zhou Yuanjue. And Zhou Yuanjue, in turn, got a perfectly clear look at her face.
She stood nearly two meters tall, with skin as fair as snow. Her proportions were nearly flawless—her curves, the length of her legs, everything—perfectly conforming to all human aesthetic standards. She was like a masterpiece bestowed by the heavens.
Moreover, her face was just as exquisite, filled with an ancient, classical elegance. She had cherry-like lips and a pair of long, narrow phoenix eyes, at the corner of which sat a distinctive beauty mark. Her jet-black hair was coiled high, woven with golden hairpins and threads into a shape resembling a coronet.
