The bronze tripod trembled violently, and for a moment, Li Guanyi thought he heard the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers ringing in his ears. He lifted his head and saw clouds converging in the sky, tearing and spiraling into each other. In a daze, he saw them transform into colliding rapids, so vast and majestic.
It seemed as though they were about to swallow Li Guanyi himself.
Even though it was daytime, Li Guanyi felt as if he could already see the light of the White Tiger Seven Stars.
The convergence of the scholarly and martial energies seemed to threaten to engulf the White Tiger Seven Stars, and the Inner Qi within Li Guanyi's body circulated at an accelerated pace unconsciously.
The voice of Xue Daoyong woke Li Guanyi from such a grand scene.
"Guan Yi, Shuangtao, what are you dazing for? Come and meet Mr. Wang."
Li Guanyi stepped forward to pay his respects, and the Master smiled and nodded, saying, "You have a spirited appearance, a fine young man."