The wasteland, first level, on a vast, desolate plain.
A large group of cultivators—powerful Primal Great Heaven-rank experts and peak Ninth-Level Primal Small Heaven-rank experts—had surrounded a stunning beauty dressed in snow-white robes. Yet, beneath the holy white lotus she stood upon, not a single soul dared to draw near. On the ground lay the mangled, shredded remains of dozens of creatures; the carnage was a gruesome sight.
This was the work of the peerless beauty in the white robes. Of course, she was in no better shape herself, covered in wounds and with blood seeping from the corners of her mouth.
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