The mountain range was covered in rich vegetation. Green clouds curled around them, and bright lights flowed within them. Mists surged, and hid a faint immortal charm.
This mysterious woman had become even more gracefully beyond the mortal world over these last three years. She truly had an immortal elegance that made her appear above others, appearing as if at any moment she might ascend the wind to the Ninth Heaven's Palace.
Standing within the pavilion, her white clothes and black hair danced in the wind. Her eyes were deep and filled with fist that made people feel they were in a dream or fantasy. Looking down, a strange expression appeared on her face when she saw Ye Fan.
"It's you…"
Qin Yao and the other alluring women all had smiles that could bedevil men as they bowed to the woman on top of the pavilion.
