The Myriad Manifestations Hall was brightly lit.
Su Miao sat upright in the White Jade Lotus Chair, the Great Dao Merit Golden Wheel behind her head having condensed into a hazy ring of light.
Zhunti lounged sideways in an elder's chair at the guest seat, leaning against the backrest with one leg crossed over the other. His silver hair fell over his shoulder, and his entire bearing was loose and relaxed.
Jieyin sat somewhat more properly, his hands tucked into his sleeves. The Spiritual Qi in the hall gently stirred his reddish-brown curls, while his gaze remained as calm as still water.
Several others were seated on both sides of the hall.
Ao Qin, a Dragon race elder who had hurried over upon learning of the Kirin race, sat upright near the front on the right. He wore a dark blue brocade robe, and the jade horns on his head shone with a warm luster beneath the lights. A faint, half-smiling curve rested at the corner of his mouth.
He was simply waiting to enjoy the spectacle of his former mortal enemies.
Kong Xuan had also unusually skipped his missions. At Ao Qin's invitation, he attended as the Phoenix Clan Leader, sitting with the others as they awaited the arrival of the final clan among the ancient three clans.
His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the Cloud Pattern embroidery at his cuff, and that tiny gesture revealed that he was not as unconcerned as he appeared.
The hall doors stood wide open, sunlight pouring in from outside and spreading a golden carpet of light across the floor.
Footsteps sounded from afar.
Su Miao looked up.
The leading Clan Elder called himself Qi Yuan. He was white-haired and gaunt, dressed in a deep green robe embroidered with dark patterns.
That was the Kirin