This person walked over like a dream, an illusion, as if real, as if not, as if not in the same dimension, in a realm of dreams.
Her voice was ethereal and pleasant, striking directly into the soul, like the most beautiful music, making one feel joyful just by hearing it.
Chu Yuan looked into her eyes.
Her eyes shimmered with dreamlike luster, capable of pulling people into a boundless dream of sinking.
"Chu Meng," Chu Yuan looked at her.
Indeed, this eternal-level woman was Chu Meng.
Chu Yuan first met her in the Hell realm of the multiverse, and they had some interaction, but ever since Chu Yuan swept through the heavens, he hadn't seen Chu Meng again.
At that time, Chu Meng was very mysterious in the Hell realm; no one had seen her true face.
But what Chu Yuan saw now was her true form.
For Chu Meng knew that when communicating with powerful beings like the Martial Emperor, it was impolite to use an avatar, and with her eternal-level strength, she indeed feared no one.
