Spring was delightful, and the atmosphere by Perch Phoenix Lake was warmer than ever before.
By then, most people present had introduced themselves.
After a brief respite, Dong Miaozhen circulated her Spiritual Power, having quietly suppressed the backlash.
She opened her eyes, her gaze softly scanning beyond the crowd, curiosity sparkling in her eyes.
Seeing her sisters had all taken the stage, Dong Miaozhen, pressing down her curiosity, lifted her skirt with her right hand and walked forward about a dozen steps, stopping in the middle of everyone.
As she made her entrance, before she even spoke, simply unleashing her previously restrained aura caused the crowd to pale in comparison. The eyes of many outstanding figures simultaneously flashed with admiration, and some unabashedly displayed an extreme yearning.
Based solely on looks, although Dong Miaozhen was indeed breathtakingly beautiful, there were several sisters who were more striking than her.