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The faint voice was so clear and peaceful, continuously ringing in the valley, echoing endlessly.
In an instant, the monk and the giant statue both turned around to look, and at the same time, they saw that figure, with Daoist robes fluttering, bright and natural.
Her face still bore a peaceful smile, her eyes were so tranquil, like a still pond, without a single ripple.
One glance was enough to calm the beholder.
Her features were as if painted, her figure graceful, holding an ordinary lantern in her hand, which gently swayed, emitting a faint candlelight.
Even in this silent valley, her body did not emit any Spiritual Energy, posing no threat to anyone, giving rather an impression of harmlessness.
Yet the more it seemed so, the more it induced fear, especially in the monk kneeling on the ground.
