The Flower God stepped out from the rift in the void, and instantly, an intoxicating floral scent spread throughout the entire sky.
She was clad in a long pink dress, surrounded by strands of bright pink halo, like flowers blooming at dawn, revealing the most brilliant of morning lights; it made one feel as though their life before had been in darkness, and only upon seeing her did they truly see the light.
Lin Zichen didn't know that the woman before him was the Flower God so often spoken of by traitors.
All he knew was that the woman in front of him was very strong.
Apart from the unfathomable Qi Qingmo, the woman before him was stronger than any expert he had encountered in his life.
Stronger than Qin Chuan, the City Lord of City Number One.
Stronger than Ye Yongsheng, the Vice Governor.
Faced with such a formidable enemy, Lin Zichen somehow calmed down.
There was no panic.
No despair.
It seemed that the woman's immense strength stripped him of these emotions.