Baiyu Zhou quickly approached the position of the Bai Ling statue.
He roughly observed that there were at least a hundred statues here.
However, at the moment, he could only inspect three of them.
The golden sheen carried a certain divinity.
When he approached the Bai Ling statue, Baiyu Zhou noticed… this Bai Ling was somewhat different from the Bai Ling he had encountered before.
Bai Ling had become less ugly, her red eyes had turned golden, her hair had once turned into black tentacles but had now reverted to hair, albeit a dark red shade.
The appearance had also changed from youthful and immature to mature and strikingly cold.
She had almost completely transformed into another person, but seeing the statue, the memories affirmed, this was Bai Ling. The crooked "dead" character on her forehead also proved this was Bai Ling.
Baiyu Zhou was perplexed, but Lin's voice entered his mind.