Standing amidst the drifting snow and wind, He Ao lifted his gaze, looking at the card gradually emerging within his view.
First to appear was the base of the card glowing in a purple hue, dense purple mist nearly enveloped the entire card face, and within this thick mist, a purple figure opened its arms, faintly visible.
That figure appeared thin and simple, yet merely gazing upon her could stir tantalizing associations in one's mind. Even with He Ao's current soul strength, emotions subtly emerged beyond his control.
The longer the figure was gazed upon, the more solid it seemed, until He Ao's entire field of vision gradually filled with that graceful body.
Meanwhile, beyond the infinite space and time, there seemed to be some vast and magnificent being establishing contact with He Ao through this gaze.
Do not gaze at God.
He Ao immediately lowered his head, withdrawing his gaze.
