In a great hall built of crystal, Li, dressed in a pearl-studded white gown, was sitting cross-legged on an ice bed. Chilled air diffused throughout the hall, and faint dragon chants emitted from within her, revealing two small translucent dragons coiled in the palm of each hand, almost like phantom images.
"I am the Holy Emperor of Qin from the Southern Domain, here to see the Black Dragon King!"
At the sound of Qin Jun's voice, Li immediately opened her eyes wide with surprise and disbelief shining through them.
She murmured to herself, "Did I hear that wrong... It sounded like Brother Qin Jun's voice…"
Then she closed her eyes to continue her cultivation, but her mind was in turmoil, unable to find peace.
Eventually, she stood up and ran towards the great doors.
...
"Human cultivators, leave at once, the Dragon Palace does not welcome the Human Clan!"
A thousand-meter-long Yellow Dragon spoke with a deep and oppressing voice.
