1480 Dao

Ling Lan waited in the swamp, deep within the rainbow palace with her eyes closed.

She opened her eyes the instant Zhao Jun fell to the ground after saving Li Lanfeng.

Her eyes looked dark and depressed, but there was no fluctuation in them. It was as though that person who had just fallen had nothing to do with her.

"I didn't expect that you to be so heartless to this extent. It's no wonder that you could reach the god-realm at such a young age. However, do you think the price you paid for advancing is worth it?" A mocking voice echoed from afar.

Ling Lan said calmly, "You're here."

She sounded as though she had predicted this moment.

A silhouette suddenly appeared a few yards away from Ling Lan. It was indeed Lord Qian who she had encountered that one time.

"After only a few short while, you've managed to make me see you in a different light. Not bad." Lord Qian gave a scrutinizing gaze as he was studying Ling Lan from head to toe.