At the city gate, a group of female disciples who were about to enter the city were astounded as they looked at the figure in the falling plum blossoms.
Many of them even subconsciously began to urge the secret techniques they had cultivated, hoping to see the figure within the endless falling plum blossoms.
But unfortunately, none of them succeeded. Although their techniques were also considered earth-shattering, they were powerless against the figure that seemed to belong to an immortal.
A young girl in a pale yellow long dress had a trace of defiance flash in her eyes. As she moved her hands, a spark of flame appeared in her previously clear eyes.
She was about to use force to break through the person's defenses! The man who was stepping on the plum blossoms seemed to sense something and turned his head calmly to glance.
A glance as plain as water, as quiet as a maiden. But with that glance, two drops of blood welled up in the girl's eyes.
