The woman was wearing a very colorful phoenix dress, giving her a noble temperament. She lowered her head, but her face was covered in a bead curtain, hiding her frown as she walked toward the Ancient Dao Emperor.

That sound of bells did not actually come from bells, but from the collision of the beads that covered her face.

At this moment, all members of the three clans on the square and platforms looked at this woman. She was not an absolute beauty, but there was an indescribable feeling about her. She was very soft and comfortable, as if she could calm the soul.

Her temperament was serene. Like the vast valley’s silent beauty, only when a bird accidentally flew by from high above could it see the beauty of this place.

As Wang Lin stood there, the irritation in his heart disappeared the moment the woman appeared, as if it had never been there.

“Song Zhi…” Wang Lin immediately recognized this woman. He remembered when...