It happened while Su Mo was fighting hard against his enemies in the battlefield.
It was tranquil in the mountain range dotted by countless palaces in the Central Continent, thousands of miles away from Guanwu City.
Compared to the chilling and terrifying city, this place was peaceful and harmonious like it was heaven on earth.
Thousands of palaces were decorated with fine gold and copper titles, connecting with each other by winding roads paved with jade.
Intelligent birds flew across the wood now and then, their singing brisk and loud.
This was the place that everyone coveted.
This was the Emperor Xuan Palace!
But a particular person was the exception.
A maiden stood alone atop a mist-shrouded mountain.
She was about 16 years old and wore a pale red velvet dress. With her perfect features, she was as beautiful as an exquisite painting.
Her appearance was unrivaled.
Her temperament was gentle and calm.