Immediately afterward, all the emerald gales converged from all directions once again, forming an immense greenish maelstrom in mid-air.
A vague humanoid shadow emerged abruptly from the center of the vortex.
Qing Ling furrowed his brows, put his hands together and made a gesture towards the sky, canceling the blue light screen that enveloped them both, then calmly looked at the shadow.
After a moment of rippling, the shadow gradually became solid and clear, revealing a person with sword-like eyebrows and long eyes, dressed in a green brocade robe, directly appearing in front of the two.
The figure was blurry all over and seemed not to be a corporeal body, and as soon as it appeared, its gaze swept over Liu Ming and Qing Ling, eventually resting on Qing Ling.
Liu Ming's expression changed several times; the other's gaze made him feel utterly exposed, as if all his secrets were seen through in an instant.