The arrival of Xian Mo's residual shadow is undoubtedly a visual feast for the world!
Clad in a noble and magnificent phoenix robe, she accentuates her tall and graceful figure, with her jet-black long hair flowing down like a waterfall, scattered behind her without any adornment.
Her fair and enchanting face shows no expression, exuding an aura of terrifying divinity.
What captivates most is her eyes, in stark contrast to the newly arrived young goddess, lacking in smiles and wit.
Only a cold stillness remains.
When she lowered her eyes to look down, her icy gaze seemed to penetrate the flesh of all beings, staring directly into their souls.
Standing high in the sky, her phoenix robe fluttered without wind, revealing an inherent nobility arising from her realm's suppression and unique majesty as a supreme existence.
The number of gods within the Ran Sect is not small.
But there are only two leaders among all gods.
Wu Shanshan bowed her head, her body shivering.
