As the voice fell, a man and a woman landed in front of Ning Cheng and Feng Huangmei. The onlookers watching the excitement from a distance retreated a few steps subconsciously.
The man appeared extremely young, with flaxen hair tied up in a bun typical of cultivators under the starry sky. Despite his expressionless face, his handsome features could not be hidden. Even Ning Cheng had to inwardly praise him, thinking that this guy could easily live off his looks alone without any need for cultivation.
In fact, this fellow was not only of high realm but also far stronger than him, already at the initial stage of the World Creation Realm. The Dao Rhyme around his body was solid and blended seamlessly, without the slightest incongruity.
