"Greetings, Lady Scioness."
All the saint guards below the Supreme Saint Realm knelt on one knee.
Even the Destiny Guards of the Supreme Saint Realm bowed slightly to show their respect.
No matter what, the Scioness represented the twelve Reverends.
Pan Ruo wore a veil and her hair swayed in the wind. She had a mysterious temperament. Her feet left the ground slightly and stepped on the water of the Nether River. Even though her cultivation was still shallow, she still gave off a powerful aura. No one dared to underestimate her.