Although the other party has already transformed.
Jiang Ming could still recognize her.
The woman stood gracefully, a sword on her back.
She was dressed in a deep blue dress; the hem danced lightly, resembling a scattering galaxy. The cloud patterns on the skirt were faintly visible, her face was elegant, her eyes deep like autumn waters, a high nose bridge, and her lips were lightly colored.
Her long hair was like a waterfall, gently tied up with a jade hairpin.
And the longsword on her back.
The sword was slender, glimmering with a cold light, bearing the inscription "Star River" on its blade. The jewel on the sword hilt reflected the cold light, as if containing endless stars.
A person and a sword standing in the void, like a snow lotus on the top of an iceberg, pure and coldly elegant.
Keen yet not dazzling.
Her presence here indicated that the other party was at least at the level of a True Immortal.
Although the other party has already transformed.
