Li Yan knew his visit had nothing to do with any important clan business. When he entered the main hall earlier, he had not seen a single person. After hearing Gong Shanhe's explanation, he guessed that the only people meeting him really were the High Priest and the Clan Leader.
No sooner had Gong Shanhe and Li Yan come to a stop than the door to the side room opened on its own. Its hinges even gave a faint creak, as though it were merely an ordinary house in the mortal world.
"Come in!"
The moment the door opened, an incomparably melodious female voice drifted out. Hearing it, Li Yan suddenly felt as though he stood in a secluded mountain ravine, listening to the soft calls of kingfishers.
In an instant, his spirits became extraordinarily buoyant. All hundred and eight thousand pores of his body seemed to be soaking in sweet dew, filling him with indescribable comfort.
Perfect harmony with the Heavenly Dao!
The next moment, Li Yan was startled. Just a few short words from her had changed his state of mind in an instant. He was a cultivator of considerable strength—how could his mental state be so easily disturbed by someone else?
His alarm was simply an instinctive response born of his habitual caution, triggered when someone else stirred the flow of energy within him.
Yet Li Yan knew this was no beguiling voice infiltrating his mind, nor had she deliberately cast a spell. Her cultivation had simply reached an extraordinarily profound level.
Her every movement had already melded with the Heavenly Dao she cultivated, reaching or approaching a state of seamless, natural harmony. Any movement she made would stir changes in the Heavenly Dao around her.
At the same time, her voice held nothing but freshness and