Yi Xin Xue's heartbeat became faster as the Elder's voice rolled over her like thunder, the oppressive weight of his words wrapping around her like a vine.
The dangerously charming glint in his eye was no longer just a playful tease; it morphed into a predatory gleam, revealing the depths of his ambitions.
The immortal venerable, with an air of timeless wisdom etched upon his ageless face, regarded the Yi Xin Xue before him with a mixture of curiosity and amusement; thinking she couldn't fathom just what kind of existence was before her eyes.
He had traversed the realms of existence, witnessing the unfolding of countless events and the ebb and flow of time itself.
"You, a blind woman, stand before me," he declared, his voice rich with the cadence of distant mountains and whispering bamboo.
