HUM.
A remarkably soft tremor, like a plucked string, drifted from the void. The sound was faint, yet it fell directly into the deepest depths of Qi Yun's Heart and Spirit, rippling outward in subtle circles like a pebble tossed into a tranquil lake.
Qi Yun furrowed his brows slightly.
There, a figure stood.
The figure was blurred, resembling a cluster of light shrouded in thick fog. Its face and clothing were indistinguishable, making it impossible to tell if it was male or female. Yet simply by standing there, it became the absolute center of the Heaven and Earth within this Purple Mansion. All the chaotic iridescent colors, the azure light of the sky, and the Power of Primordial Xuanhuang slowly swirled around it.
The Will of Heaven of Profound Yellow.
Qi Yun's Heart and Spirit stirred slightly.
"You're here," he said calmly, showing neither surprise nor panic.
