At the same time, in the Star Glory Federation, in a suburb of the capital city, deep inside the Moon Palace…
When Jin Xinyue slowly stepped out of the door of the secret chamber, Xue'er, her loyal disciple, and the tough warriors of the Dim Moon Fund who were waiting outside were all stunned.
In the past few decades, they had already gotten used to Jin Xinyue's calm, neat, elegant style in a black suit.
But today, at the most important moment since a hundred years ago, Jin Xinyue abandoned her black tights and changed into a moon white robe.
She was not wearing any adornments from head to toe, except for a bright gold chain that softly bound the robe as a belt, which outlined her thin waist and made her look like a feeble but tensile willow.
On her feet was a pair of thorn shoes, a specialty of the Blood Demon Sector. Her ten delicate toes had healthy, attractive colors, as if ten small pink shells had been covered on her feet.