When it Rains, it Pours (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Lan He's heart felt as if it were about to leap out of his throat.

He had never imagined he would be fortunate enough to witness this scene with his own eyes.

Lin Yi—the universally acknowledged top prodigy of the current generation within the Pan-Spirit Alliance, a Star Vortex Rank master of the Time Law, and the legendary leader who had guided his peers through desperate straits across the Myriad Secret Realm—was standing less than a thousand meters away from him.

This was no projection from the Virtual Network; this was a living, breathing person.

Lan He's gaze remained locked onto that deep blue figure.

Lin Yi's attire was simple: a well-tailored, deep blue casual outfit without any ostentatious decorations. Yet, the composure and profound depth radiating from within him acted like invisible ripples, causing the hearts of every keen-sensed prodigy present to tighten.

In particular, a faint, silver marking seemed to shimmer between his brows. Was that the mark left behind after mastering the Time Law?

Lan He noticed that as Lin Yi's calm gaze swept across the great hall, many figures within the Star Vortex Rank crowd performed the same action almost subconsciously.

They bowed slightly.

It was not as formal as a bow of obeisance, but rather an instinctive show of respect toward a powerhouse, a legend.

Lan He recognized many of those who bowed; they were all young prodigies who held considerable fame on the Virtual Network.

At this moment, their movements were surprisingly uniform and tacit.

Even Edith...

Lan He whispered in his heart.

The current top prodigy of the Spirit Race at the Star Vortex Rank, and the publicly declared direct heir of a Lord-level family, was also bowing her proud head slightly at this moment.

For a time, the entire Star Vortex Rank