Open ambitions and concealed intentions circulated through the worldly air, generating a tension of an unfathomable thickness that not even an astral steel knife could cut.
As the dazzling display of alchemical light graced the skies in the form of a dancing, gorgeous aurora borealis of seven colors, the eyes of all participants were, in one way or another, looking up at it with intense, quivering emotions.
Tian Yinwu was no exception; the Imperial Prince of the Tian Clan planted another flag, but the signature genetically dominant hazel-gold eyes of the Tian Clan were directed upwards with a solemn light glinting within. He observed Na Xinyi's graceful figure as she channeled her Star Domain's Solar Energy into a corner of the cube that sealed Su Mei.