Su Miao stepped out of the rift, a Chaos-colored halo automatically manifesting behind her—the symbol of her Great Dao Saint Dao Fruit.
At that moment, everyone had completely forgotten about Yuanshi nearby.
For with Su Miao's entrance, her aura spread across the entire void: the pressure of a Great Dao Saint, the standing of a Hunyuan Limitless Daluo Golden Immortal.
Simply standing there, she drew everyone's attention.
Everyone could see her.
Yet no one could discern her realm.
Especially that halo proclaiming her Dao Fruit. Its light alone suppressed the Demon God Remnant Souls within a hundred li, even making them involuntarily recall the man who had killed them before the immeasurable Tribulation.
Laozi sensed the change in her. He could not fathom the height of that aura; beyond Sainthood lay an entire ceiling beyond his reach.
It was like standing at the edge of deep water—the surface was clear enough to see through, yet he could not see how deep the undercurrents ran below.
He was her master. He should have been happy for her.
The child he had raised had walked ahead of him, yet he could not suppress that trace of bitterness in his heart.
Tongtian sent two Remnant Souls flying with a single sword strike. Before his sword momentum had even faded, he caught sight of that golden light from the corner of his eye and swept back from the front lines.
"You did it? You really did it?!"
Tongtian rushed before her, beaming, and spread his arms to hug her.
"Come, come! Let Master give you a hug—"
Yuanshi stepped half a pace out from Su Miao's side and held one hand across Tongtian's chest.
Mind the occasion.
Miao Heng was a grown young woman now. It had been one thing before, but now he