Upon checking Nie Caizhu's injuries and finding that she was not seriously harmed, Shen Luo immediately bowed toward the sky.
"Thank you, Elder, for saving our lives," he shouted loudly.
Nie Caizhu also performed a courteous gesture in response.
In the sky, the green lotus phantom gradually retracted its light and transformed into a green lotus platform, descending to a height of about thirty feet, where it then hovered.
Looking up, Shen Luo saw a woman standing on the lotus platform, dressed in palace attire, barefoot, and incredibly beautiful. Her natural elegance shone through, free from cosmetics. Her distinct green-blue hair fell behind her, and she emanated an aura of an ethereal purity.
"May I ask the elder's name, and which immortal gate you come from?" Shen Luo hesitated momentarily, then ventured to ask.
The woman standing on the lotus platform did not answer. Her cold gaze surveyed Nie Caizhu, not seeming to even acknowledge Shen Luo's existence.
