The face of Jun Xiaoyao before her bore quite a resemblance to the brother in Xuan Yue's memory.
Of course, it was only somewhat similar, not exactly the same.
After all, someone as handsome as Jun Xiaoyao could not be found anywhere in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Yet even with just a few similarities, it was enough to make Xuan Yue lose herself, as if struck by lightning.
She never imagined that the person she was determined to kill actually bore some resemblance to the brother she personally killed.
Buried deep within her, memories she didn't want to recall surged forth.
Meanwhile, without any needless words, Jun Xiaoyao struck directly.
For this group of people hunting Jiang Shengyi, Jun Xiaoyao had nothing to say.
Casually extending his hand, a Quasi-Saint level mana surged forth, causing ripples in the void, with various Dao Principles coming into view.
