"Sect Master Li, are you okay?" the sect masters called out in unison as they approached Li Yao's floating form. She remained motionless in the sky, her silver hair whipping in the wind, her back turned to them.
The silence stretched uncomfortably. Wang Jian cleared his throat and tried again, his voice more urgent this time. "Sect Master?"
Li Yao slowly turned to face them, and the moment her eyes met theirs, every single Soul Formation expert froze as if struck by paralysis. Her gaze held something that made their souls recoil, a cold, merciless killing intent.
"What's with that look?" Jin Guang whispered under his breath, unconsciously taking a half-step backward. The other sect masters mirrored his retreat, their instincts screaming warnings about the danger before them.
Li Yao said nothing. Without a word, she turned away and shot through the sky, leaving only crackling lightning in her wake as she disappeared toward the Azure Cloud Sect.
