The flames descended, and a woman around twenty-seven or twenty-eight appeared before the crowd.
She wore a long golden robe, had long bright green hair, but the most striking feature was the emblem of the White Sect on her chest, made of fire, trembling slightly and radiating a strong and familiar aura.
Is this the Saintess Yifula of the White Sect?
Before Rod could speak, Vier and Lance ran out from the crowd, their voices choked with tears as they shouted, "Lady Yifula!"
Yifula's surprised gaze turned to them:
"Vier, Lance, how did you find this place? Why were you out of contact in the Outer Domain? What happened to the Ever-burning Lighthouse?"
Vier cried, "Lady Yifula, we were trapped in the Lighthouse for three months, without support, without supplies, and had to retreat when we couldn't hold on... If it weren't for encountering Lord Rod, we, we would've long been lost to the darkness."
Yifula's surprised gaze immediately turned to Rod's face.
