Zhao Douan carefully reached out his hand, flipping the white bone mask to reveal the face of a girl with slightly dark skin, around twenty years old, with delicate features.
The priestess's eyebrows were thin and light, and her eye sockets were pitch black, but the blackness gradually faded, revealing clear pupils.
However, her eyes were peculiar, filled with excitement yet cautious, innocent yet carrying a sense of having endured countless hardships.
"Tuoba Weizhi?"
Zhao Douan muttered this unfamiliar name, his astonishment no less than the two priests behind him.
Just now, he was indeed prepared for a bloody fight, but after the Dragon Essence awakened, he was astonished to discover that he had established a strange connection with the Tuoba Weizhi before him.
It's hard to describe; if I had to say, it's as if he held the other person's life and death in his hands, with just a thought, he could erase her.
He had felt something similar when facing Xu Jianwen.
