The shadow of the figure that was floating in the air overlapped the gaping onlookers below. Though there was not a single amount of aura exuding out from the said figure, all of them felt the suffocating atmosphere. There was not a threat visible nor could it be felt, only awe. It only took them a single glance to know who that was even when they couldn't even see the figure's face.
All the experts and the sect master looked above. Even the arrival of the Throne winner lost its splendor, however, the latter didn't mind. She instead smiled before leaping off her falcon. Landing on her mana imbued boots, she made a soft walk forward while looking above with her purple lips pointed upward.
