The Divine Mountain of the Spear Saint was dead silent, all because of the arrival of two members of the Human Clan.
A group of gods and demons looked toward the eastern sky, knowing who the young human was, and more so who the woman was.
Such is the unpredictability of the world.
Who would have thought, that the Sect Master of Cloud Sea Sect, once crushed by the alliances of gods and demons, would rise again and arrive at the Divine Mountain of the Spear Saint in such a manner.
The human clan's physique is indeed very small.
Yet she gazed down at the gods from above, with her skirt fluttering in the wind, her long hair dancing lightly, exactly like in the past.
Particularly those pitch-black eyes, ice-cold and bone-chilling.
The weaker gods and demons felt as if they were falling into an ice cave, as if they were about to drown in that icy deep pool.
Suddenly, her gaze changed.
Because she looked at the young man beside her, her gaze softened.
"Many gods and demons."
