Pei Qiqi floated by the interweaving spatial rifts.

She was wearing an ocean-blue dress, and her eyes were as clear and immaculate as crystals.

Countless small spatial blades wreathed her, as if she had transcended, and was now in a whole other space.

At this moment, everyone fixed their eyes on her, their faces filled with astonishment.

Qi Bailu from the Tool Sect couldn’t help but exclaim in disbelief, “The middle Profound realm!”

Hua Mu also muttered, “How did she manage to make such rapid advancement in her cultivation?”

Back when Zhen Huilan and Pei Qiqi had disappeared from the Void Illusion Mountain Range, Pei Qiqi had only been at the Worldly realm.

A few years ago, she had been trapped in a block of ice when she had been taken away from the Realm of Maelstrom by an eighth grade ice phoenix. She hadn’t entered the Profound realm back then.

Who would have thought she had not only survived...