At this moment, Ace was finally able to break free from the suction force, and the surrounding darkness vanished. But when his vision settled, he was dazzled by the luxurious golden hall.
"Steward…?" Ace was bewildered as he called, but he couldn't complete his sentence when he suddenly noticed a regal woman in a faceless mask sitting on an imposing throne and staring at him with a hint of subtle amusement.
The moment he locked eyes with her, his mind seemed to suddenly come to a standstill, as if falling into an illusion. But almost instantly, the Holy Twilight Spirit Qi in his body circulated on its own, and he instantly returned to his senses.
Ace instantly averted his eyes, as his back was already drenched in sweat. He no longer dared look at her, but his heart was beating wildly because he couldn't perceive her with his sharp sense, as if he were one with her surroundings.
'Who is she!?'
