It was a woman who stood at the entrance. Her feet weren’t touching the ground as she was floating instead. She wore a pure white dress, had skin that was white as snow, and a pair of eyes that were clear as the springs during autumn. As she stood there, she naturally emanated an elegant, cold, and proud bearing, and it caused others to feel inferior in comparison and afraid to disrespect her in the slightest.

Of course, most importantly, she was at the Saint Realm!

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