The space rift is filled with a mysterious and powerful aura, evoking an instinctive sense of reverence.
Several special guests slowly emerge from within.
They form two neat rows, dignified and solemn, each holding valuable gifts.
The envoys are dressed in white divine robes, with radiance shifting at the cuffs and hems, embroidered with a pattern—a hand, palm facing down, partially cupped, with strands of thread seemingly hanging below each finger, as though manipulating puppets to dance, with an eerie beauty in the lines.
These are the envoys sent by the Hand of Creation, here to present gifts to the newly appointed Divine Fox Clan Leader.
The moment the envoys appeared, the previously lively and noisy scene suddenly fell silent, as if time had ceased to flow.
The guests are filled with excitement, their gazes toward the divine envoys full of utmost reverence, as if witnessing the descent of a Heavenly God.
It is a pure, spiritual form of faith!
