Shrouding the Heavens: The Years When the Female Emperor Was the Strictest Master

They left behind not the slightest trace, nor did any aura remain, as though they had never existed in this world.

At the same time, that wisp of Clear Radiance seemed to have completed its mission and quietly faded away.

With a crack, the fissure in the Bronze Token widened. One corner of the token turned to dust and sifted down through Tan Lin's fingers.

The wind blew past, stirring up a little dust.

"..."

Inside and outside Qishi Mansion, before the Starry Sky Portal, there was utter silence.

Every cultivator, whether from Qishi Mansion or merely a spectator, stood rooted to the spot as if struck by a binding spell, their minds completely blank.

What had they just seen?

Three veteran Great Saints of the Feathered Immortal Dynasty, beings who could overlook the living creatures of an entire region, had been cleanly erased before their eyes by a frail-looking wisp of Clear Radiance with a mere tremble?

This was a hundred, a thousand times more shocking than Tan Lin's earlier punch that had slain a Saint!

Those had been Great Saints!

Not weeds by the roadside!

And just like that... they were gone?

After that brief deathly silence came an endless chill that shot from everyone's soles straight to the crowns of their heads!

The way everyone looked at Tan Lin was filled with boundless terror, wariness, and profound disbelief.

Just how many more trump cards did this young man have?

And what level of existence had left behind the method within that wisp of Clear Radiance?

Under countless watchful eyes, Tan Lin clapped his hands and brushed the lingering token dust from his fingertips, as though he had merely crushed a clod of dirt.

He raised his head and looked once more at the Starry Sky Portal.

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