The boundless night was like a mirror reflecting the radiance of stars and the moon, casting myriad lights and shadows on the world. A streak of brilliance pierced through the layered clouds, abruptly cutting across the sky, causing countless clouds to rise and billow, finally coalescing into a hazy silhouette.
With a skirt of white clouds and stars and the moon as ornaments, a cascade of deep blue hair resembling ink flowed like a waterfall. Even without seeing her unmasked face, one could tell she was undoubtedly a beauty. Her expression was adept, and behind her was a massive iron ruler, larger than her height, etched with glowing spiritual patterns that shone with a rainbow hue—clearly a Divine Weapon.
Ye Po True Lord descended on Mingguang Peak but did not come closer, as each peak had its own rules. Without an invitation or a command from the main mountain, the True People and True Lords of both sides could not privately enter each other's main peaks.
