"He is here!"
"Young Master Shen has reappeared!"
The moment they heard that beguiling and magnetic voice, reminiscent of the whispers of death, an indescribable sense of terror and danger overcame Wen Rong's two guards.
Every cell in their bodies, along with their six senses, began to vibrate as though some indescribable presence had taken notice of them.
Wen Rong was naturally shocked and surprised; she had never before heard such a captivating and exquisite voice.
It was as if the sound itself were celestial melodies, touched by the hand of death.
Simultaneously, her icy heart, which had been frozen for years, began to thaw.
A smile formed on Qin Yuan's face.
Before them, the very fabric of reality seemed to shatter, revealing three figures stepping forth.
The two figures were incomparably beautiful, adored by fans worldwide.
And between these two figures stood a young man.
His white hair flowed gracefully in the wind, cascading down to his shoulders.
His obsidian eyes, mysterious and fathomless, possessed an allure that could rival the gravitational pull of a cosmic black hole.
With a chiseled and distinctive countenance, there was no need for further elaboration.
His radiant and velvety skin exuded an otherworldly luminance that could provoke envy even among goddesses.
His figure, strikingly prominent yet elegantly lean, held the power to leave divine beings in awe.
Standing at an impressive 194 centimeters, he towered above all, emitting an air of majestic presence.
His demeanor exuded extraordinary charisma, making even the so-called Almighty Supremes appear as mere ripples in the vast sea of his dominion, for he alone was the eternal sovereign.
The aura of aloofness, veiled in enigma and superiority, required no further elucidation.
In his presence, the Great Dao of Fate and Time seemed to echo, as though he were the chosen recipient of all of fate's blessings, commanding even time itself to bow before him.
He could only be described as a being transcending the very essence of perfection.
Witnessing him, Wen Rong's two guards flushed entirely and lowered their faces.
They had to admit, this man was impossibly attractive!
Even Wen Rong's heart quickened at the sight of Tian Shen, as if long-lost hope were on the brink of returning.
As a young lady from a powerful family, she understood the art of controlling her emotions, but her face still reddened naturally.
In the end, she was overthinking; her face turned red nonetheless.
Qin Yuan and the elders paid no heed to the expressions of the three; they bowed in respect.
Tian Shen disregarded them, proceeding into the main hall and taking the topmost seat.
Mei Li and Tian Hua followed suit, trailed by the elders and Qin Yuan, all entering the hall.
The only figures left standing were Wen Rong and her two astonished guards.
"What's the matter? What's happened?"
"He's so handsome!"
"Despite being immortals, we felt an overwhelming fear."
"Young lady, do you think it might be wise to return to the family and return with a more formidable force?" Wen Rong's two guards were in sheer terror.
The other side was not only impossibly handsome but also wielded terrifying strength.
"No need," Wen Rong asserted. She corrected her posture and entered the hall.
Her two gorgeous guards offered bitter smiles and followed suit.
Within the hall, they found Tian Shen seated on the ancient throne, flanked by Tian Hua on one side and Mei Li on the other.
Qin Yuan and the other elders stood on either side, awaiting Tian Shen's orders with utmost respect.
"Why have you come here?" Tian Shen inquired in his customary indifferent tone.
"Your Highness, we've come to meet the holder of the Primal Absolute Chaos Physique," Wen Rong spoke, showing complete respect. In the presence of such a terrifying entity, she couldn't afford to be impolite. Her two guards kept their heads lowered due to their flushed faces.
"Now that you've seen, you may leave," Tian Shen replied, his tone remaining unchanged.
Wen Rong wasn't entirely surprised. She had suspected that this enigmatic young man was the physique holder, but she was still somewhat taken aback by Tian Shen's indifferent tone.
Wherever she went, young geniuses praised and welcomed her, especially young men. However, this person didn't even spare her a glance.
She glanced at Tian Hua and Mei Li; wasn't she more beautiful than these two?
What Wen Rong didn't realize was that she had been subtly influenced by Tian Shen, even her behavior and temperament were changing.
In the past, she didn't care for empty and insignificant praises, and she still didn't now. But for some reason, she wanted Tian Shen's approval, as if receiving praise from such a being was the highest achievement in the vast Chaos.
"Your Highness, my Wen Family wishes to hire you," Wen Rong gathered her courage and looked directly at Tian Shen as she made this request.
Unfortunately, their eyes met, and his were like an endless abyss, deep and dark, a seductive darkness that drew one into its depths.
Even though she knew there would be no good ending, she still challenged those eyes.
Wen Rong lowered her head again, her face blushing once more. Maybe it's better not to look at him?
"My brother's fiancée inviting me to join her family? That's rather amusing," Tian Shen teased, still in an indifferent tone.
Upon hearing his words, not only Wen Rong's two guards but Wen Rong herself were shocked.
Her fiancé had only one brother, and that person was nothing but a failure.
Could her ears have deceived her?
Even her guards, who had been entranced by Tian Shen's charm, were fully awake now.
The brother of their young lady's fiancé? They knew that person very well!
The only good thing about him was his relatively handsome face; other than that, he was just an ordinary failure.
"Tia- Tian Shen?" Wen Rong raised her head again and stared at Tian Shen, trying to fathom him.
"Young Lord Shen, young lady, do not forget how to address Young Lord," suddenly, a terrifying aura filled the entire hall. Tian Hua looked at Wen Rong with eyes that concealed no hint of murderous intent.
In her view, all beings, whether under the heavens or above them, should show respect to Tian Shen.
"Please forgive my mistake," Wen Rong's face changed slightly due to the looming threat, and she apologized in a respectful tone.
Tian Hua withdrew her aura, but Tian Shen glanced at Wen Rong.
"Do you have a problem with me being Tian Shen?" Wen Rong and her guards felt like Death itself was addressing them.
The smallest mistake, and Death would embrace them.