The Grand Abbot knew he had just witnessed something inconceivable. Something that should not be possible. Something that no one in the universe would believe had happened, or was even possible. It defied everything he knew, and yet it had happened. That was an irrefutable fact.
He was old, but not old enough to become senile. His cultivation was strong and thus his mind was strong. He knew what he had seen had happened.
And it was just getting started.
The Grand Abbot breathed out lightly, realizing he had been holding his breath the entire time. One as strong as him didn't need to breathe, but it still felt stifling to hold it in as long as he had done.
His eyes were glued to John's back. He dared not miss a single moment of this historic event.
