After being saved from the precipice of death, Sang Zhu’s face changed colors. She looked up in a dull daze as someone appeared in front of her. A fine veil covered her face. But even so, one could sense something called ‘peerless grace and beauty’ from her.

In stunned bewilderment, Sang Zhu actually felt envy for a moment. But soon she reawakened from her confusion and quickly lowered her head, concealing her mood.

Who was this woman? She was even more impressive and regal than her, a solemn princess of an empire?

Qin Yu already recognized who this person that interfered was. It was the veiled cultivator he had cooperated with in the city ruins before. He thought back to how she had cleanly vanished as soon as he felt some guilt for planning to abandon her soon, and his face couldn’t help but cloud over.

Of course, he would never acknowledge that his expression right now was in part to cover up his own awkwardness. He really had no idea why this was so!

Shen Yuanyin looked at Qin Yu and her eyebrows furrowed together. A cold yet pleasant voice sounded out, “It’s you.”

Qin Yu was boiling over with killing intent and his aura had completely erupted; he naturally couldn’t conceal himself any longer. “We meet again.” He glanced around but no longer saw the female cultivators that had followed this woman before. Thinking about it, this woman...