Just as everyone thought this atmosphere would continue indefinitely,
an unseen force seemed to descend upon them all.
A strange sensation of being watched swept over them.
Many faces changed.
For no matter how they tried to resist this energy, they could not block it.
Their entire bodies were scrutinized back and forth.
Gu Yuan floated in one spot and sensed the anomaly as well.
But unlike the others, this force did not act upon him.
Has that being appeared?
No, it should have only been a strand of divine sense.
As it silently observed the surroundings and watched the many trembling heavenly prodigies, the atmosphere turned eerie once more.
A moment later,
the so-called scrutiny vanished.
Cold sweat covered everyone's backs, and their legs had gone somewhat weak.
No matter how proud they were, how gifted they were, or how steadfast their Dao Hearts, they could not remain unruffled.
That came from a higher level, one beyond the limits of their comprehension.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
An inexplicable tremor rang out.
At the highest point in one direction, a vague phantom appeared.
Its features could not be seen, yet the instant it appeared, all space stirred with it.
It has come?
No, it should have been a dharma body—or rather, merely a projection.
This projection carried no fluctuations of laws or rules. If not for the slight disturbance in space, one might have taken it for an ordinary person.
The phantom remained impossible to make out.
Yet everyone's breathing grew increasingly hurried, especially the Supreme Elders. As the foremost cultivators among the universe's greatest powers,
they could clearly sense the gap between them and comprehend the terror within it.
"Greetings, Supreme!"
One Supreme Elder came to his senses, prostrated himself, and bowed toward the phantom as his voice rang out.