A female cultivator with a cold expression and dressed in a fiery-red Daoist robe cautiously explored within the Immortal Palace.
She had to be careful not just of the influences of the myriad clans, but also of the cultivators flying through the air.
Suddenly, her expression changed.
She flew towards the attic of a palace.
Above, two cultivators in the same Daoist robes were waiting for her.
One male and one female, the male cultivator was handsome and elegant, while the female had a round face. Although she was also beautiful, she was no match for the female cultivator with the cold expression and transcendent aura.
Upon seeing the newcomer, the male cultivator's face lit up with joy.
"Leng Li, I didn't expect us to end up in the same Immortal Palace, what a stroke of fate..."
