Yi Qing sat with his legs folded, ready to become an emperor. The moment he closed his eyes, he felt an explosion of immortal Qi. The clouds around him flew upward and a blinding white light shone down from the skies onto his body.
The immortal Qi became thicker and thicker until Yi Qing could feel the pressure all over him. He felt himself being pushed back. The immortal guard, who had undoubtedly seen this countless times before, knew exactly what to do. From out of nowhere, an array appeared, protecting himself, Shen Ying and Lonemoon.
The immortal Qi on the stage was becoming thicker still. Under the golden light, Yi Qing's aura seemed to be expanding before their very eyes. Lonemoon recognised the heavenly light as being similar to the one he saw when he ascended into immortality, except this time was more intense. The suppression that came with the light was frightening. They could feel its effect on their chests even from within the array.
