The youth before them had eyes that shone like the Star River and brows like suspended swords. His hair cascaded like a black waterfall, and his white robes were unstained by a speck of dust. An ink wash landscape painted on his robes lent him an air of scholarly elegance. He walked through the void, appearing like an Exiled Immortal descended from the heavens.
He arrived outside the Water Moon Secret Realm and slowly walked toward the crowd. As he passed the corpse impaled by the long spear, he waved his hand indifferently. A magnificent, ice-blue flame rose up and coiled around the spear. In an instant, the body and blood evaporated without a trace. The white long spear was once again pristine and flawless!
Withdrawing the spear, Qin Ya approached the crowd step by step, his expression impassive.
He walked slowly, yet he exuded a soul-capturing power. Upon seeing him, a chill inexplicably ran through the hearts of Wang Yu'ang, Lu Zhengyi, and their companions.
