Chapter 163.1: New Game Icon, Meeting The High Priestess
A bizarre look flickered across Venerable Mohui’s gaze.
"What an interesting cretin. This is the first time I've ever seen one," he said coldly. "What makes you so cocky?"
As his voice fell, the aura of a Yin Spirit spread out in all directions. The greatest difference between a Yin Spirit and a Violet Palace cultivator lay in divine spiritual energy.
A Yin Spirit had transformed their spiritual energy into something far more advanced than Origin Divine Technique: divine spiritual energy. Even when wielded casually, a single strand of it could create a forbidden land.
Not far away, the envoy found himself unable to move.
Qi Yuan took that chance to scream toward the heavens, "Ning Tao, save me!"
Indeed! He used the Grand Summoning Art! Living off someone else's strength was his choice. Summoning his core projection was beyond him, but Ning Tao’s projection was not.
Qi Yuan was full of anticipation because it was his first time living off support.
A cheerful suona melody rang out, light and lively. The sun seemed to flash. Space seemed to freeze, and time stood still.
Under everyone's gaze, a woman in a black dress appeared out of thin air. She was a bewitching beauty, capable of beguiling all beings. Her skin was snow-white, almost unnaturally so, as if it were the most exquisite porcelain in the world.
Long hair, cascading like a night waterfall, framed her petite, delicate figure. Her left eye was pure and gentle like fine rain, embodiment of spring. Her right eye was haunting and alluring, like a dark, obsessive ruler of the night. A vast, powerful, true-deity-like aura radiated from her.
Jiang Ya understood instantly. So this is the Blood-Clothed Sword God's trump card?