"The Martial Saint... and the one whose Martial Saint Destiny is compatible with Fengyun's Fate..."
Jiang Dali turned his head, looking at the enchanting woman, manifested within the Spirit Realm, whose beauty was indescribable. First, he met her bright eyes, clear as an autumn lake, yet what stirred the heart was the serene depth hidden within them.
Even wearing plain, light-colored clothing, her slender, graceful figure and slim waist rendered her elegance flawless, truly deserving the title of Mrs. Wushuang, as she was indeed exceptionally beautiful and unmatched.
Yet Jiang Dali knew that Mrs. Wushuang before him was simply a fragmented spirit, no longer alive. He smiled, saying, "To have a woman as outstanding as Mrs. Wushuang admire him with pride, the Martial Saint indeed deserves to be the supreme among men."
