C971 Origin of All Creation Art

He turned his gaze to Diaochan.

Her wounds had completely healed.

"This..."

Diaochan was momentarily speechless, her eyes fixed on Zhou Yan in astonishment.

Zhou Yan, at this moment, bore an entirely different aura.

Once gentle and scholarly, easily accessible, he now exuded a sharp, imposing presence, his brilliance unmistakable.

His deep, dark eyes seemed to hold a universe of stars