The Constellation Hall fell deathly silent. You could hear a pin drop.
Countless gazes fixed on Qin Guan, filled with shock, confusion, and scrutiny, a tangle of complicated emotions.
An Emperor Realm cultivator challenging a True Immortal and winning? It completely upended everything they knew.
Unless this young man's Dao had reached an unimaginable level, or he possessed a Heaven-Defying Legacy and some extraordinary constitution.
In the air, Xuan Yan Dao Zun, who was facing off against the two Peak Mystic Immortals Su Qingjie and Lin Qing'er, quietly moved his fingers through a divination seal.
The Star River Illusion in his eyes suddenly spun faster, and an enigmatic aura that seemed capable of peering into the River of Fate and tracing things back to their origin enveloped Qin Guan.
He was divining!
Xuan Yan Dao Zun's cultivation was not only profound beyond measure; he was also deeply skilled in reading the secrets of heaven and discerning Karma.
He wanted to see just what manner of person this young man was—someone the Jieyun Immortal Mansion had so staunchly supported, and who could stand against a True Immortal with Emperor Realm cultivation—and what he had to rely on.
Xuan Yan Dao Zun's divine sense cautiously reached toward the threads of Qin Guan's fate.
At first, there was only a hazy chaos, as though veiled by impenetrable gray mist. That was nothing unusual; the secrets of heaven were often obscure for those blessed with great fortune or carrying rare treasures.
Xuan Yan Dao Zun gave a cold snort. The Star River in his eyes spun faster still, and his divination force became a sharp carving knife, forcibly cutting through the chaotic mist.
The instant his divination force touched the heart of the mist—
"BOOM!!!"
A deafening roar suddenly exploded in Xuan Yan Dao