In the entire Daoist Sect area, the snow continued to fall increasingly heavy.
Inside the bedroom, the ice crystal that once encased Han Shuangjiang had long disappeared, transforming into a pale blue long dress, enveloping her.
Now, she was just like when she entered the Celestial Human State in the past, her hair turning into silver threads.
However, if under the light, the silver hair would carry an extremely subtle blue.
Including her eyebrows, eyelashes, and the like, all were like this.
All over her body, the hair had changed color.
When she opened her eyes, those serene and indifferent eyes had completely turned into ice blue.
A breathtaking beauty!
When Xiang Yan and the others arrived, they only saw her barefoot and levitating in mid-air.
She faintly glanced at the three of them.
For some reason, even a powerful Eighth Realm cultivator like Xiang Yan felt his breath involuntarily stagnate.
Oppression!
An incredibly strong sense of oppression!
