Holding his ordination permit, Qi Yun walked with a composed gait. He followed the sparse procession entering the mountain and slowly stepped across the invisible boundary.
The moment his feet fully crossed into the Saint Realm—
A surge of Spiritual Mechanism, irresistible yet supremely gentle and pure, seemed to have been lying in wait. It instantly converged from all directions, coalescing from the heavens, the earth, and the void itself.
As if it had found its natural home, it unceremoniously bored its way toward the Ancestral Acupoint between his brows, silent yet incredibly determined!
This Spiritual Mechanism held no malice. On the contrary, it carried a vast, nourishing, and cleansing quality, as if intending to bestow a mark upon him, purify his body and soul, and integrate him more deeply into the Laws of the Saint Realm.
Qi Yun's expression instantly tensed!
