Chapter 36 Separation_2

And such situations akin to this corpse-like state were continuously happening all around.

Explosions, howling, the roar of Spirit Beasts, the urgent cries of Cultivators...

Interwoven with flames that burst into existence only to be swiftly extinguished, along with flashes of lightning.

Until in midair, there was only a maiden in floral clothing left, her face slightly pale as she glanced around.

A purple Spiritual Pearl revolved around her.

Electric lights flowed, completely protecting her.

It also reflected her pale, beautiful face, and those clear eyes carrying a trace of gravity.

In front of her, dozens of figures, dressed differently yet subtly divided into two factions, stared at her with similar gravity and caution, surrounding her.

The leader, a gaunt middle-aged Cultivator with a goat beard solemnly said: