"Clang!"
Bells and chimes suddenly rang out from the clouds, and the entire gathering fell still, every voice hushed.
The whole immortal peak trembled with the tolling bells. Orchids sprouted from the stone steps, Bronze Sparrow held talismans in their beaks, and dense, profound water vapor spread through the clouds, adding a deep, somber air to the solemn scene.
Divine powers manifested, colored clouds gathered, and a Purple Mansion True Person arrived upon a Rainbow Bridge, his robes trailing iridescent light. Everyone held their breath, and even the birds fell silent.
A True Person stood in the heavens, clad in dark robes, his features indistinct. Only the rings of color slowly spreading behind his head revealed the radiance of his divine powers.
He remained silent, yet his oppressive presence grew ever heavier.
Jiang Yang stood inconspicuously among the crowd. This was his first time facing a Purple Mansion True Person directly. The man neither moved nor spoke, yet that alone left Jiang Yang's heart hollow, as though he had encountered his natural predator. He did not even have the courage to look straight at him.
Most of the disciples around him swiftly lowered their heads. Curiosity stirred in Jiang Yang, and he stole a few more looks.
"Hiss!"
A sudden stabbing pain struck Jiang Yang's eyes. He hastily lowered his head with a hiss, rubbing his eyes as tears dripped down.
He was not the only one. Quite a few other curious disciples also had glistening eyes, tear tracks slipping down their cheeks.
"Hmph~"
Bai Tang chuckled to herself. She had deliberately refrained from warning Jiang Yang, only speaking once he had suffered a little:
"Divine powers are not to be affronted. How could you lift your face and stare? This is a True Person of the Weak Water path.