Even though Yang Qing had expected the purple eagle to be a big shot—especially given how its voice had thrown his entire palace world into disarray—he was still taken aback by the reveal. Master of all Purple Guards since inception.
What kind of monster did she have to be to hold such a post—and continue to hold it to this day?
Yang Qing believed she must be a force beyond reason if she could still instill dread into someone like Cui Feng, a cultivator at the very cusp of breaking through to the soul formation realm.
The only comfort in this entire situation was that, at least, his earlier suspicions about her power level had been correct, which softened the blow of her identity. Now he had confirmation that the purple eagle was indeed a sentient being and, to add to it, that she was a she. A she he desperately hoped to avoid encountering again.