This banner, bestowed by the Immortal Alliance, symbolizes the legitimate bloodline of the Immortal King.
Atop the chariot stood only a tall woman dressed in orange-yellow vestment robe, no others.
All around was silence, yet in the shadows, divine senses fluctuated wildly, carrying whispers.
'She actually came alone?'
'For such a significant event, the Primordial Spirit Holy Land didn't send anyone, how could they be so careless?'
No one expected that Shang Zuling would come here alone, neither anyone from the Shang Family nor the Primordial Spirit Holy Land was present.
Without saying a word, Shang Zuling leaped down from the chariot and landed directly in the ring.
Standing there, she looked unlike any ordinary woman, her back as straight as a pine, her figure tall and imposing, curves striking, her skin like warm jade, emanating a warm yellow glow, her countenance distinct and handsome.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for agreeing to fight with me ahead of time."
