The Big Dipper Affairs Settled, Onward to Ziwei

Although the three had left, the crowd outside had yet to disperse amid the confusion.

Some had come to see Ye Fan and the others off, but far more had come for a glimpse of Jiang Yun.

No one could overlook the figure at the center, surrounded like the moon by stars. His strikingly handsome features, graceful bearing, and thick black hair loosely tied behind him drew every eye.

Beneath his swordlike brows, his eyes seemed as tender as peach blossoms at first glance, yet they were as deep and brilliant as the starry sky. No one dared meet his gaze for fear of falling in.

A robe patterned with Splendid Mountains and Rivers draped over his tall frame. Though he radiated no overwhelming aura, anyone who looked at him felt an instinctive reverence.

They sensed a presence that could awe the ages and the All Heavens, as though time itself could leave no mark on him.

He was extraordinary. At his every gesture, heaven and earth seemed to respond—not because he had merged with them, but because they changed for him.

Even when Jiang Yun appeared lost in thought, he seemed unfathomable, as though contemplating the Dao.

In a daze, people seemed to see a mysterious Immortal Radiance enveloping him. Each glimpsed something different: flowers, birds, fish, insects, the sun and moon, mountains and rivers, exotic beasts and rare treasures. It contained everything.

His cultivation was remarkable, but the many halos surrounding his reputation played an even greater part. There were simply too many to believe.

Jiang Family Holy Master, master of the Dao Origin Heavenly Palace, creator of the Source Ring, greatest genius of the Big Dipper's Five Regions, son-in-law to two Ancient Emperor Clans—and someone able to influence three of the Four Great Dynasties of the Central