Central Continent Star.
The divine light of the True Lords reflected dazzling seven-colored radiance within the Clouds. Countless believers instinctively stopped what they were doing and prayed softly. Some faithless commoners raised their heads blankly to look at the sky, only for their minds to turn completely blank before they toppled stiffly to the ground.
At the Mountain Top Dojo of Thousand Wood Temple, Shen Xiaozhu's gaze pierced through the atmosphere, taking in the boundless Divine Art Radiance in outer space. The thought of contending flashed through her mind, but she soon let out a sigh.
A shrill, low cry suddenly rang out from the mountain ravine. It was the call of the Blue Feather Night Owl, from the dojo where Yun Liang resided. The cry was full of anticipation for the future, as well as defiance against this pressure.
Meanwhile, most of the temple's disciples had already bowed beneath the oppressive might of this power, capable only of instinctive prayer.
Deep in the mountains, Liu Shuang stared absently at the divine light above the Clouds. She could clearly sense her Master's aura, and she could sense even more clearly the overwhelming power of the True Lords. Such immense power gave her a crushing sense of helpless defeat.
"It's Great-Grandmaster's aura!"
Zhao Lei, who cultivated beside her, spoke. His tone held reverence, but also a faint trace of yearning. He, too, hoped to possess such power.
Liu Shuang looked at Zhao Lei, a smile appearing on her face. "Yes, it's your Great-Grandmaster's aura."
Zhao Lei said longingly, "Many Fellow Daoists I know like to call Great-Grandmaster the foremost figure of the Human Way. Among the five sects of the Mystic Sect and Heaven Sect, although many Fellow Daoists are hostile toward the Taiyan Sect, they hold Great-Grandmaster in the highest