The third Dark Star contained the Power of Darkness, enveloping the entire universe within a million miles. Standing at the edge of the darkness, the scenery resembled an abyss of death, inspiring even Supreme Saints with awe.
Pan Ruo's figure was graceful beyond comparison. Under her slender legs, she stepped on a Nether River that was thousands of miles long. The waves were full of light, and the Nether Qi was vast. It made her temperament elegant and mysterious.
Wujiang was also a peerless figure with great wisdom and perseverance. He was not obsessed with women at all. However, the first time he saw Pan Ruo, he found that he was no different from others. He could feel the location of his heart, he found that his heart was beating.
Pan Ruo seemed to always be covered with a layer of mysterious gauze, which made Wujiang unable to figure it out.
The more it was like this, the more it tugged at Wujiang's heartstrings.