"Sigh..."
A soft sigh, genuine in its regret, escaped from the roiling, inky black Dao Rhyme.
Qi Yun watched the surging black qi billow from his body, a wry, helpless smile on his face.
"I had hoped to spend a little more time with Fellow Daoist Mo Shou."
"Now... that will be difficult."
Before the words had even faded, his figure flickered slightly.
Like a reflection in water shattered by a stone, the pure, gentle guise of "Yun Zhongzi" receded like a tide.
The green robes became a Deep Blue Daoist Robe, the delicate features returned to their original handsome, profound state, and the deliberately restrained gentleness of "Yun Zhongzi" vanished from his brow.
In its place was the steady, imperious air of one long accustomed to high station and wielding great authority.
The Demon Dao aura around him, which had previously only been "pure," now unfurled without reservation.
A Venerable intent, all-encompassing yet Commanding All Skills, was unleashed!
