Chang Le raised her eyes.
The barrier had shattered. The surrounding lanterns and spiritual flames illuminated the area, and she lay on the ground in a disheveled state.
Xu Yingqi stood against the light, holding a long sword. In front of them, a woman dressed in flowing immortal garments adorned with multicolored light that shimmered across her attire cast a radiant glow over her petal-delicate face, making her look like a true celestial being stepped down from a painting.
Chapter 18