The instant that colorless radiance blossomed across the sky, which had plunged into darkness, it was as though all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth had become incomparably obedient.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was expressing its submission.
Then, a figure stepped out from that radiance.
He wore a dark violet robe and looked to be only a little over thirty. His features were refined, his long hair unbound and casually draped over his shoulders.
His hands were empty, and not a trace of Immortal Qi fluctuation emanated from him—there was not even the slightest aura belonging to a cultivator.
Yet whenever he took a step through the void, Dao Rhyme trembled faintly.
With his eyes slightly lowered, he gazed down upon the arena from on high.
Mystic Mechanism True Person, Luo Zishi.
Judging by appearances alone, Luo Zishi rather resembled a scholar from the mortal world.
But an ordinary scholar would never wear a color as noble and flamboyant as the dark violet he wore.
The moment Wu Kuang saw that radiance, he dropped to his knees. This External Affairs Hall deacon of Mystic Mechanism Palace, still standing upon the ceremonial platform, pressed his forehead against the cold stone slabs and even held his breath.
An External Affairs Hall deacon—in the eyes of those native cultivators of the Immortal Origin Land who had submitted to Mystic Mechanism Palace, Wu Kuang's words were no different from an imperial decree.
But before Mystic Mechanism True Person, who controlled Mystic Mechanism Palace, he was not worth a fart.
It was not only the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nor Wu Kuang of Mystic Mechanism Palace, that knelt. The Bright Azure Sect disciples did as well.
Including Huangfu Jin, Shen Yunshen, Zhou Yan, Liu Fanyue, and the rest, all