"Senior Sister Hua Ci?" A cultivator who knew Hua Ci called out softly.
Hua Ci turned her head and glanced over indifferently. When their eyes met, that cultivator couldn't help being stunned on the spot. For no reason at all, a sense of shame and inferiority actually rose in his heart.
It wasn't just him; the vast majority of cultivators present felt the same. It was as if Hua Ci were a lofty, unattainable Goddess, while they themselves were filthy worms crawling in a muddy swamp, and just looking at her was a kind of desecration.
Many people hurriedly lowered their heads.
By the time everyone came back to their senses, Hua Ci had already vanished, and the portal dissipated completely in that very instant.
"This is bad!" Only then did someone suddenly react, "That side of this island isn't safe right now, Hua Ci, she…"
