At the top of the Nine Lives Tower, golden light blazed and fierce flames surged. It was as though a rising sun had appeared at the tower's tip, a spectacle of magnificent grandeur.
At this moment, when the gathering was breaking up, such a drastic change left everyone astonished and somewhat at a loss.
"Who is on the top floor of the Nine Lives Tower?"
"No idea. Normally, only Golden Light Guests and above can go there, but aside from those being judged today, weren't all the Golden Light Guests present?"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, and pair after pair of eyes remained fixed on the tower's tip.
Amid the crowd, Li Tianming also wore a faintly puzzled expression. Just as he was about to ask Mo Yu Piaoxu, she suddenly grabbed his arm. Her entire body was tense as her eyes trembled while she stared at the blazing sun atop the tower. In a shaking voice, she said, "Sifang Beichen! He's..."
"Sifang Beichen?"
Li Tianming was not nearly as tense as she was. He felt Mo Yu Piaoxu's reaction was somewhat exaggerated and said, "Is this the commotion caused by your awakening? It's quite something."
"Yes, but... it's a little strange. It shouldn't be this big... but it must be related to him." Mo Yu Piaoxu was speaking somewhat incoherently, clearly with countless thoughts churning through her mind.
She and Sifang Beichen had competed for thousands of years. Her mentality had only recently been adjusted, and Sifang Beichen had just suffered a blow from Li Tianming. By all logic, she should have held the psychological advantage, yet at this moment, she clearly recalled that old feeling of exhausting everything she had and still being unable to surpass him, of being pressed so hard she could barely breathe.
Her tension