In the sky, a group of people stood on an arch bridge formed by radiant light, their robes fluttering as if they were celestial beings.
The Little Heavenly King stood there with unparalleled style, like a True Immortal reincarnated, and his mere presence infused the place with a rich atmosphere of the Immortal Realm.
Such character and fortune are rare through the ages!
And beside him, the others' auras were also extraordinary, especially those who had cultivated Three Strands of Immortal Qi, standing shoulder to shoulder, truly resembling a descent of Immortals.
The men among them were elegant, the women graceful, all untouched by the mundane world, aloof above, carried by divine light and shrouded in mist.
Princess Yao Yue stood there, no less than those people, and standing beside the Little Heavenly King, she appeared even more stunning, like a Fairy walked out of a painting. Together, they accentuated each other's clarity, as if they transcended the mortal world.
