The aura belonged to an elegant young man clad in a green robe, his face alluringly beautiful. He carried the dominance of a man in power, along with an ancient aura of solitude. He was frowning, with coldness in his eyes.
"A-Ancestral God!"
"It's the Rain Ancestor…"
Everybody was wide-eyed in shock. Their pupils shrank, and they trembled uncontrollably, as if fearing they would somehow offend his honorable existence by their smell alone.
The people of the Heaven Path Institute looked awful, not expecting the Rain Clan to be so petty. That was essentially a war declaration against them.
The clans that were hostile against the Rain Clan heaved sighs. At first they thought that the Rain Clan had one more enemy while they acquired an ally, but it would be for long.
"Ancestor!"
