At that moment, a beam of blue light surged into the sky from the round bowl, swirling briefly before transforming into a young woman in a colorful five-hued robe.
The woman appeared to be only twenty-one or two years of age, yet she possessed the demure glow of pearls and the radiance of jade, her demeanor exuding an indescribable purity, as if she were not of this mortal world. Faint golden patterns adorned each of her cheeks, adding a mysterious aura to her presence.
Clearly, the blue ring from before belonged to this woman. With a single move, she had simultaneously wounded both Zhang Xiuniang and the young man surnamed Yun. Her strength was immeasurable.
Even Liu Ming, upon seeing this situation, couldn't help but display an extremely ugly expression.