Lanhe's heart nearly leaped into his throat.
He had never imagined he would be lucky enough to witness this with his own eyes.
Lin Yi—the Pan-Spirit Alliance's unanimously recognized greatest prodigy of the current generation, a Star Vortex Rank master of the Time Law, and the legendary leader who had led his generation's prodigies to survive against all odds in the Myriad Secret Realm—was standing less than a kilometer away.
This wasn't an image on the Virtual Network. He was right there in the flesh.
Lanhe's gaze remained fixed on that deep-blue figure.
Lin Yi wore simple clothes: a well-tailored, dark blue outfit with no flashy decorations. Yet the calm profundity that seemed to emanate from him like invisible ripples made every prodigy with keen senses feel a tightening in their chest.
Especially at the space between his brows, where a very faint silver mark seemed to flicker in and out of view. Was it the mark left behind after perfecting the Time Law?
Lanhe noticed that when Lin Yi's calm gaze swept across the hall, many figures among the Star Vortex Rank crowd almost instinctively made the same gesture.
They inclined their heads slightly.
It wasn't as formal as a bow. It was more like an instinctive show of respect for the strong, for a legend.
Lanhe recognized many of those who bowed slightly. They were all young prodigies with some renown on the Virtual Network.
At that moment, however, their movements were remarkably coordinated.
"Even Edith..."
Lanhe exclaimed inwardly.
The Spirit Race's current greatest Star Vortex Rank prodigy, and the publicly declared direct heir to a Lord-level family, had also lowered her proud head ever so slightly.
For a moment, it was as if an invisible tide had swept through the entire Star Vortex Rank area, raising a