"Goddess Sylvia!"
In an instant, everyone in Sky Sanctuary, along with the practitioners from all around, recognized the source of that voice.
It was as melodious as a string instrument echoing through a valley, yet carried a cold, proud authority.
Who else could it be but Goddess Sylvia?
Immediately, the elders and disciples of Sky Sanctuary showed a glimmer of joy. If the goddess herself had arrived, there was no need to fear—even if there were ten Everfrost Sects here, they wouldn't stand a chance!
"Goddess Sylvia! How is this possible?"
Upon hearing that voice, Holy Emperor Nordain, who had been so arrogant and domineering just moments ago, suddenly looked as if he had seen a ghost. His grip loosened, and Zephyra, who had been on the verge of suffocation, collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
Staring at the stunning figure before him, Nordain's face drained of color, his expression filled with terror and dread.
