A pair of deep blue eyes, widened as far as they could go, stared at John as he stood on the twentieth step. His demonically heroic figure stood tall and proud atop the talent testing formation, and the aura surrounding gave off a sensation as if all of creation was beneath him. This wasn't John's opinion, but instead was the natural presence he gave off at the current moment.
His long black hair fluttered behind him, while his aura surged with power beyond what a Meridian Forging cultivator should ever be capable of.
To Iris, looking at John was as if she was looking at a heavenly emperor who had made his first declaration to the world that he would soon be ruling it. Iris almost felt the instinctive urge to kneel before John, further shocking her. However, the sinister and malevolent aspect to the aura made her instincts flare with warning, giving her a conflicted feeling as she stared at John.
