Was It Really Not an Act After All?

Ji Ye did not have much reaction to the sudden goodwill from the crowd.

He knew that many people were, in truth, animals that simply followed the herd.

Their emotions at the moment did not represent what they truly thought now. If someone else stirred up a new tide, they might very well speak completely different words to him.

But none of that really mattered.

He had never been trying to prove anything to everyone.

To prove oneself was to prove oneself.

Rather than a memory for others, this grand ceremony was more like Ji Ye's farewell to the cultivation that had once driven him into obsession.

"Interesting."

For some reason, Ji Ye suddenly felt like laughing.

He sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy within his body. Just as everyone had hoped, the statue before him actually burst forth with a peculiar spiritual energy that resonated with his own.

Called forth by that spiritual energy, Ji Ye's body slowly rose into the air.

Amid the crowd's cries of astonishment, light blazed forth in an instant!

"Has Mr. Mo truly manifested his spirit?"

An elderly man cried out in alarm. Beside him, newcomers who had only recently joined Heyang City stared around in confusion, asking who this so-called Mr. Mo was.

"Whether Mr. Mo has manifested or not depends on whether he can truly break through!"

A voice suddenly rang out from somewhere within the crowd.

Upon hearing those words, quite a few among the citizens who had been swept into a frenzy glared furiously toward the source of the voice. Many even began cursing outright, drawing their weapons and preparing to charge forward.

Yet after sweeping the area with their spiritual energy, these agitated people discovered with some regret that there were simply too many people present. With such a