"This power, is it... Wuchen?"
Lin Ruoying's eyes tightened slightly, and she slowly lifted her gaze.
In an instant, a figure as imposing as Shura, with a beauty that could overturn worlds, appeared within her sight...
Standing tall in the void, the man faced the wind, his purple robe billowing elegantly, capturing everyone's attention in a heartbeat.
His beauty was enough to dazzle all onlookers, turning worlds upside down—he resembled a Heavenly God descending to earth, his demonic charm unable to mask his noble and extraordinary aura.
In just a moment, he overshadowed the brilliance of everyone present...
If that alone were already mesmerizing, then when the morning light fell upon the Mandala Pattern on his face, everyone's hearts skipped a beat, their eyes fixated on him.
Such a bewitchingly handsome man existed in this world.
