At that moment, the Nine-tailed Fox God finished absorbing the power of the three mightiest paragons of the First Celestial Realm, making it her own. Her transformation began.
She changed into a woman resembling an Exiled Immortal, standing silently on a forest path woven through ancient trees, looking like a peerless Fairy who had walked straight out of myth. Her eyes were two clear springs, deep and vibrant, as if they could peer into a person's very soul. Long lashes like black feathers swept down, each blink suffused with endless charm. Her face was as exquisite as a master's masterpiece, her skin as fair as the finest porcelain, glowing with a luster not of the mortal world.
