Deep within the spring's eye sat a stone platform. It radiated a mysterious aura, as if weathered by countless eons, imbued with the unhurried Magic Power of time itself.
Qin Feng was extremely cautious. The beautiful woman exuded an aura of supreme majesty, a pressure no weaker than his own at his peak.
This was a Female Venerable!
This might be an ancient Female Venerable!
'Who on earth is this person, to have passed away while meditating in the Seven-Star Dragon Spring!'
As he pondered, Qin Feng moved closer to observe her, trying to find any clues.
However, the depths were murky, and there was nothing to reveal the beautiful woman's identity.
This woman must have been an unrivaled beauty in life, yet she died so silently, without a single trace.
Qin Feng lamented, 'No matter how peerlessly elegant you were in life, in death, you are still just a pile of bones!'
