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That was a Nether Tribe woman with black hair and black eyes.
She had a slender and tall figure, wearing a dark green dress with a tight waist and exceptionally loose sleeves.
Her small face was equipped with exquisitely beautiful features, and her long eyebrows and eyes shone with Spiritual Energy, making her resemble a spirit from a secluded valley, blending seamlessly with the valley and the heavens and earth.
At that moment, she stood atop a vast golden beehive, looking up at Pang Jian, their gazes connecting despite the layers of spatial distance between them.
Yet between them were numerous fragmented lands and continents, howling ships, flying boats, and the battles of God Spirits and warriors from Alien Tribes.
Strangely enough, nothing could obstruct their mutual gaze.
This was rather magical.
"Your Human Race and our Nether Tribe should be the most reliable of allies."
