"..." Xu You.
The Lord of the City of Voyage's facial expression had fallen into the depths of night, as dark as one can possibly imagine, but his eyes exuding an ancient and peerless might contained no fear—absolutely none.
The powerful and explosive joint aura of the Ascended beings before him was impressive, but they couldn't move his heart by the slightest millimeter. What caused his expression to drop considerably was the unity of their Mystic Aura.
There was no disharmony; every trace of power in their Spirits of Cultivation, Sea of Consciousness, and Innate Energies gave a sense of unity as if they were all connected. This wasn't like the typical standard of thousands of Ascended beings fighting together in the slightest. Instead, what he faced was a single Mystic Aura of one will, a single entity!
This was a true army forged as one.