Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Five: Awakening

Reality, the Hall of Transmission, mid-air.

A woman clad in ink-black attire, as cold and stunningly beautiful as ever, sat quietly cross-legged on the Ice Cloud Step, her gaze languidly fixed on the space below.

Petals from illusory cherry blossoms fluttered up and down, forming a sea of flowers that encompassed the entire Hall of Transmission, a space no smaller than that employed by the woman in red earlier. It sealed off any external probing.

After staring for a long time, Ran Qingmo slowly withdrew her gaze.

She had cut down the main body of the Enchantress Divine Sakura Tree, intending to come here to support Xu Yuan. Yet, just as she activated the Transmission Formation, she discovered that this Hall of Transmission was already enshrouded by a sea of these blossoms.