"We greet... our Venerable Lord!"
After Jii Xingyue landed on the plaza, she suddenly turned and knelt, bowing respectfully. Immediately after, a brilliant flash of light blossomed high in the sky!
Within the light, a magnificent palace appeared.
And within the palace sat a throne, and upon it was a figure dressed in red robes. However, her face was shrouded in a swirling mist, making it impossible to see her features clearly.
Qin Ya's eyes narrowed at the sight.
'This is a Divine Thought projection!'
He could tell that the scene before him was not truly present, but rather an image projected from a faraway place—an advanced application of Divine Thought.
"I trust you are all well."
At that moment, Meiying Venerable's voice emanated from the projection. It was a female voice, indifferent to the extreme, which left Qin Ya looking astonished.
He then shook his head with a smile. 'The path of Martial Arts makes no distinction between men and women, after all.'
