"Swish"
Two rays of light manifested into human form in mid-air.
Chen Nan was surrounded by a golden divine light, holding the Golden Phoenix Wing Mace inverted in his hand. His deep eyes carried a hint of world-weariness, exuding the majesty of a War God, giving off an aura of authority without anger.
Beside him, Ye Yiyi was enveloped in endless white light. Although her brows were slightly furrowed, they couldn't conceal her peerless beauty. Her white Silver Bell Rope fluttered in the breeze, and the silver bell at the end emitted a clear and pleasant sound, akin to a Nine Heavens fairy descending to the mortal world, making it impossible for anyone to feel even the slightest disrespect.
"Senior Brother."
"Junior Sister."
The two exchanged a smile, devoid of tearful and sentimental words, resembling an old married couple in their familiarity.
They flew down from mid-air and both put away the weapons in their hands.
