The moment Zha Muxi stepped to the entrance of the secret realm, the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly. Her graceful figure swayed lightly in a pristine white dress, her delicate features picturesque yet carrying a hint of aloof detachment. Her arrival sent out an invisible ripple, instantly drawing everyone's gaze.
The entrance was already crowded with proud prodigies from major factions, standing with extraordinary presence. Some wore golden armor and wielded long spears with burning gazes; others wore dark robes carrying a gloomy aura between their brows; still others carried longswords on their backs, wearing calm expressions that faintly revealed a sharp sword intent. Every single one of them was an elite of their respective sect, yet here they had gathered because of the opening of the secret realm.
Zha Muxi's appearance seemed to break a delicate balance. Some murmured in low voices, their eyes filled with probing caution; others let out cold snorts, a flash of disdain in their eyes as they unconsciously tightened their grips on their weapons. A tense atmosphere permeated the air, as if a fierce battle could erupt at any moment.
Chapter 175