"She wants to use this battle to eliminate the dust from her mind. The next breakthrough will lead her onto the Path of Great Saint."
Some of the elder characters, with sharp eyes, made such a judgment.
On the highland, Jiang Ran walked alone, her black robe fluttered, making her fair skin appear even more translucent and radiant. Her green hair flowed like a waterfall, her eyes resembled autumn waters, blessed by the spirit of heaven and earth, as if she were about to cross tribulation and become an Immortal in the night.
Unconsciously, a comparison arose. She entered the arena alone; what choice would Bai Yuan make?
The Yingxu Saint has strong support by his side; would he abandon such aid?
Ning Zhenxue transmitted his voice: "Brother Bai, you go in first yourself."
Bai Yuan nodded, knowing that this woman was paving the way for him once again. He pierced through the night sky and descended onto the highland, choosing a direction and starting to delve deeper.
