Just as Xue Wei's sword was about to pierce Xue Feng's throat—
Suddenly, a brilliant light erupted from afar, illuminating the entire square.
The light was as dazzling as the sun, causing everyone to involuntarily raise their heads, their eyes drawn to the radiance.
Xue Zhao walked slowly out from the light, her figure shrouded in a layer of gentle yet majestic brilliance.
Clad in white, she resembled a goddess of ice and snow, with unparalleled cold beauty written between her brows.
Her eyes gleamed with a resolute light, carrying an unmistakable presence, as though no obstacle could impede her advance.
"Xue Zhao!" The people below the stage gasped in surprise, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
"She actually broke through! And appeared at this moment!"
"This is Miss Xue Zhao's celestial phenomenon; who would have thought she truly succeeded!"
"Look at her presence, it's completely different from before; this time Xue Wei is in trouble!"
