บท 1802: Fairy Asks

Ji Fanxi was wearing a snow-white long dress, her slim, trim body soft as the willow with her black hair cascading down her back. It was a sight to behold as she appeared in the petal rain.

"I couldn't believe there is such a beautiful woman in this world."

Her beauty stunned every cultivator, including the Saintesses on Royal Mountain. They could not take their eyes off Ji Fanxin.

Zhang Ruochen was probably the only soul who would remain unexcited in front of Ji Fanxin.

"Your Dimensional Labyrinth and Time Array are overly simple. Any Saint King with 59th order spiritual power could have breached them." Ji Fanxin's voice sounded extremely pleasing to the ear.

Zhang Ruochen nodded his admission.

Earlier, when the cultivators from the Fane of Youshen were trying to dig out the remains of Jinglong, he had only haphazardly put up the arrays and rushed to Tongming River to stop them.