Chapter 882: Zu Wei!
A fierce battle steeped in shame was abruptly halted by the sudden arrival of a third party, like a bucket of ice water dousing roaring flames.
Previously feeling flustered, Wan Ji's seven daughters now felt relief wash over them like a sweet spring. The 250 prodigies under Yun Xiao's command had been struggling, unsure of what to do. Upon seeing those from the Ancestral Land and Nine Yin Soul Sea, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Opposite them, the furious Dragon Devil Clan members frowned deeply, their shame and rage smoldering like wisps of smoke. Among them, the Young Dragon Lord's emotions were the most contorted. He had already thrown caution to the wind, unable to wait even a moment to avenge his humiliation.
This sickening sensation was akin to a horse bolting forward, only to have its neck jerked back by a rope.
The Young Dragon Lord's face flushed red, seething with unbearable discomfort.
"Mu Zixiao, Mu Zhilu, Meng Huan, and..." A Dragon Devil Clan youth named Long Zhaochuan listed the names of the leading figures, his eyes flushed crimson.
His gaze swept over 100 disciples of this third party. Upon spotting a particular figure, he suddenly shuddered, gritting his teeth and rasping, "Young Dragon Lord, it's Zu Wei!"
In truth, without his announcement, many eyes among the Dragon Devil Clan had already locked onto a single individual. It was a woman clad in a black and white gown, standing between Mu Zixiao and Mu Zhilu—like the moon embraced by a canopy of stars.
Her radiance wasn't born of breathtaking beauty but of noble, ancient lineage and demeanor. Her long hair was interwoven black and white—black like strands of ink, white like golden threads—that did not age her but rather gleamed brilliantly. Though she wore a semi-transparent veil, her exquisite and graceful figure clearly marked her as a noble beauty of the Heavenly Deity Stellar River.