The white palm gradually went near and was finally placed on the black list.
With the contrast between the two extreme colors of black and white and the glowing names on the list, it seemed like a painting had been formed.
Quietly glowing in an iridescent manner—solemn and holy.
The cold touch spread from her palm, but Chu Liuyue's blood seemed to be rapidly coursing through her veins! Her heart seemed to be tightly clutched by something.
Everyone felt that the current her should be proud, elated, and filled with honor, but in actual fact, she was so nervous that she couldn't hear the surrounding sounds. All that she could see and hear was only the Qing Yun Ranking before her!
Yesterday, she was also standing here.
The extremely familiar ripple was still coursing in her heart as she carefully circulated her force and injected it into the Qing Yun Ranking!
Whir!
A tiny whir suddenly entered her ears!
