Holy Maiden Sect.
Amidst a clamor of voices, a foot slowly stepped in…
It was a man.
Adorned in a silver robe embroidered with the pattern of a giant dragon, the man struck all with awe under the moonlight. Wearing a silver mask, his face was indiscernible, yet merely his approach from outside conveyed a suffocating presence, the force of which left people breathless.
Noble…
Indeed, the feeling this man exuded was one of nobility and elegance, an aura so aristocratic that even some nobles could not compare.
Moreover, this man possessed a pair of dazzling purple eyes…
That color seemed to represent the most prestigious hue in the world, making him stunningly remarkable.
Although there was no wind, his silver robe fluttered lightly. As his purple gaze swept over the crowd, the invisible oppression directly caused some to pale and fall to their knees with a thud in front of him.
"You have finally arrived!"
A deep, hoarse voice came from ahead.
