Chapter 1539 - Returning the Earth-Binding Chains
Just as Achiel released his aura, sent the four guards flying, and stepped toward the Ancestral Hall, a yell rang out from behind, "Achiel, you're getting bolder by the day. How dare you injure my guards!"
The words had barely fallen when a palm descended from the sky toward Achiel. The aura behind him pressed down like a mountain, even stronger than Achiel's, reaching the second-level Heaven Gaze Realm.
Achiel had his back toward the attacker, and he couldn't react in time before the palm reached his spine. The strike carried no murderous intent and only aimed to punish him, but if it landed, it would still leave him unable to rise for a long time.
At that instant, a palm appeared out of nowhere as Liu Wuxie finally made a move. He cast the Great Five Elemental Mythical Art and struck out lightly.
An invisible ripple burst outward like a violent gale, sweeping through the surrounding stone statues and toppling them in every direction. A restriction blanketed the entire Sky City, so even if experts at the Heaven Gaze Realm fought here, the commotion wouldn't differ much from a battle between cultivators at the Void Realm.
Without that restriction, a battle between cultivators at the Heaven Gaze Realm would have destroyed the Sky City.
After Liu Wuxie intercepted the palm, he turned and saw a woman leading a group of attendants rushing toward them. The moment Liu Wuxie saw the woman leading the group, his eyes narrowed. Her beauty stole his breath.
Liu Wuxie had seen countless beauties in his lifetime, and even his wife, Xu Lingxue, could take one's breath away. Even his other wives each possessed their own breathtaking charm.
Yet the woman before him differed completely from them. She carried a pure, sacred beauty that felt untouched by dust. White draped her from head to toe, and layers of white gauze wrapped her delicate body, but strangely, Liu Wuxie couldn't see any wings behind her.
Since entering the city, Liu Wuxie had observed that every Spirit Clan member possessed a pair of wings. However, this woman stood apart from that rule.
Her skin looked so delicate that it seemed it would break with a touch, and her jet-black hair rose in a simple style, held by a cheap wooden hairpin that only made her seem more dignified and regal. Her long legs ran a notch longer than a human's, and her tender, beautiful eyes resembled two crystal grapes.
She appeared to be in her late teens, a healthy blush tinting her cheeks, and youthful energy radiating from her. Standing there, she resembled a goddess. Everything about her made men want to bow by instinct, not from desire, but from reverence.