As the person in white stood still, onlookers scrutinized her appearance.
To their great astonishment, for a brief moment.
They saw her clad in white, with an exquisite figure.
Merely in her mid-twenties, yet amidst two grand masters, her face was as calm as a placid lake, with a faint color like the clear light of a cold moon, indescribably serene and dignified.
With a sword slung at her waist, she seemed to be a swordsman as well.
Which only added to the curiosity.
Both the Diancang Elder and Hengshan Third Senior Brother were extraordinary swordsmen.
This mysterious woman in white was unknown to all; the crowd racked their brains but couldn't even guess her name.
At a time when the great disciple of Sword God was in a standoff with a wondrous adversary, her sudden participation was like throwing a stone into the still waters of their martial intent.
First, it was presumptuous; second, it was overly self-confident...
