At the mountain peak shrouded in mist, a huge rock stands with three ancient characters carved on it: Lingxu Pavilion.
As soon as Lu Li approached the protective array of Lingxu Pavilion, he was detected by the array, and a wisp of sword light appeared out of thin air and stabbed towards Lu Li.
Lu Li reacted extremely quickly, lightly stepping with his right foot, he leaped into the air, dodging the sword light, and landed on the other side.
"Who goes there, daring to trespass into Lingxu Pavilion!" A cold rebuke rang out, accompanied by a strong killing intent.
"I am Lu Li, and I have come to pay my respects to the Immortal of Nanhua!" Lu Li announced loudly.
"Lu Li?" A majestic voice boomed in Lingxu Pavilion. The next second, a woman in white descended from the sky and landed in front of Lu Li.
Her beauty was breathtaking, her temperament ethereal, like a fairy who transcended the mundane world, making people forget the mundane before her.
Lu Li sized up the woman in white. She looked to be around thirty years old, dressed in a light blue palace gown, with her hair styled in a high bun and secured with a pure white lotus hairpin at the back of her head.
"Peak of the ninth rank? Not bad." Lu Li squinted and secretly sized her up.
Although this woman in white is at the peak of the ninth rank, she is much stronger than ordinary peak ninth-rank martial artists. In actual combat, even a master at the early stage of the minor grandmaster level might not be her match.
"I didn't expect Master to be right." The woman in white murmured to herself, looking at Lu Li with deep eyes.
"Did the Immortal of Nanhua foresee this?" Lu Li asked in surprise.
"Of course!" The woman in white smiled calmly and said, "Master has long said that someone named Lu Li will come."
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