Transcendent walker

"Yin Yang genesis; Lark Serenity Aria.."

Yang Qing's pupils had a subtle shift to them as a lark bathed in pure light flashed in them.

"Daoist Xioa Gun, Daoist Yao Chang, thank you for stepping forward.." Yang Qing gently said to the two rogue cultivators whose heads were still hanging low. But upon hearing Yang Qing's voice, the nature of it emboldened them to look up, and when they did, as they gazed into his pupils they felt the sense of unease, apprehension, and the tenseness that had grown to the point of even choking them, start to leave their body.

As they looked at Yang Qing, they could a tranquil force emanating from him with them being slowly sucked into that sense of tranquility. Before they knew it their vision suddenly changed, where Yang Qing once sat now featured a lark with pure white feathers that emanated with the charm of the moon and something else, that gave it an otherworldly presence.