Mists drifted over the endless Genesis reservoir.

A figure in white descended from the sky, landing on one of the towering peaks that rose from the waters. Her pupils scanned the surroundings, as if searching for something.

A breeze blew past, lifting a skirt adorned with lotus patterns while also revealing a set of enchanting curves.

It was obviously Li Qingchan.

Her eyes widened slightly all of a sudden as a cold voice rang out, “What is the great Chosen of the ...