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Meanwhile, within the valley of Mount Xianglu.
As the nether river completely vanished, everything settled into tranquility, leaves fluttered down, and the scenery was breathtakingly beautiful.
The ghostly and chilling image just moments ago seemed like nothing but an illusion, as if nothing had happened.
However, the white jade stele standing by the lake still existed, bearing witness to everything that had just occurred.
Humming!
The mist wafted and lingered, Qiu Yuan Dai stood amidst it, her cheeks flushed, and she nibbled on her lip, her noble eyes revealing a trace of relief.
This emotion was also unprecedented for her; since stepping out of the nether river and entering the mortal world, she had broken her rules several times, with her bottom line receding again and again.
By now, even she was in a state of confusion, no longer recognizing herself.
When had she, so aloof and ruthless, ever felt so insecure and apprehensive?
