The golden dragon silhouette that had shot into the sky and blotted out the sun seemed to answer some kind of summons or attraction. Its massive body suddenly coiled downward, its head lowering. Those dragon eyes, formed from pure golden light and seemingly filled with endless wisdom and majesty, looked deeply at Shen Yi.
The next moment, the Golden Dragon's phantom let out a long, peaceful dragon cry. Its enormous body transformed into countless flowing motes of golden light, pouring toward the spot on the stone stele where Shen Yi had just imprinted his power like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
The golden light rapidly fused with the composite mark Shen Yi had left behind, one that radiated a deep darkness and contained incandescent white flames within.
At the same time, the violent torrent of rules inside the stone stele, which Shen Yi had temporarily soothed, seemed to find a new, stable anchor.
They no longer crashed about in disorder. Instead, they began to slowly rotate around the new composite mark Shen Yi had left, returning to their places and gradually forming a relatively stable new balance.
The stone stele's trembling slowly subsided as well.
That majestic gaze in the void watched silently throughout the entire process as Shen Yi successfully left his mark, the Golden Dragon returned to its place, and the stone stele regained its balance.
Only after everything had settled did that gaze linger on Shen Yi for several more breaths, as if reassessing this newly ascended Authority Holder who had triggered a series of unimaginable events.
In the end, that gaze vanished without warning, just as it had appeared, as if it had never existed at all.
But the feeling of having been watched by a supreme existence was deeply branded into the heart