Under the starry sky, starlight scattered gently.
A girl danced atop the mountain peak, her skirt fluttering, her figure graceful.
A pair of long and crystalline beautiful legs clad in white stockings traced a wondrous arc.
Celestial Maiden Yuan danced like a stunning spirit beneath the stars.
This dance was enough to captivate the mortal world.
Even Jun Xiaoyao, who was accustomed to seeing divine fairies, was momentarily entranced, but soon regained his composure.
He was not some ascetic monk; if Celestial Maiden Yuan was willing to dance for him, he was willing to watch.
Jun Xiaoyao also noticed that although it was the Luoshen Jinghong Dance,
this time when Celestial Maiden Yuan danced, there was a notable difference from before, carrying the radiance of the Great Dao.
Numerous runes manifested in the void, brilliant and dazzling.
Complementing Celestial Maiden Yuan, who truly resembled the emerging Luo Shen Mi Fei.
