The majestic aura and surging power continuously spread from his body, raising layer upon layer of rippling waves.
Zheng Yi's figure suddenly gave people a feeling of extreme weight.
As heavy as the mountains and rivers of the land.
Like a living Buddha in the world.
In the void above, the tall ethereal shadow reflected burst forth with ten thousand rays of golden light. The brilliant radiance layered and intertwined, forming a massive circle, illuminating this space of the Relic Tower Forest with dazzling colors.
At this moment, all the radiance was covered by this sacred golden light.
At the center of this endless golden light, right behind Zheng Yi, sat a golden King Aryaacalan, with compassionate eyes, transforming the two extremes, sitting at the center of the Twelfth-Grade Golden Lotus Platform, forming the gesture of holding a flower, becoming more solidified and incredibly powerful.
