None of the practitioners could have imagined that the Netherworld Princess—who had never been seen in person on the continent of Elant—would actually show up to attend the Goddess's wedding.
But what was even more surprising…
Sylvia and Erelyn locked eyes across the crowd, holding each other's gaze for a long moment.
It was as if they had known each other for ages, with no need for words.
Sylvia's eyes swept over the sea of practitioners gathered at Sky Sanctuary, representing various sects.
Clearly, all the major sects, the Legendary Mystic Realm, and even the Solara—who had taken human form and were hiding among the crowd—had arrived for the celebration.
"It's time," Sylvia murmured softly.
In the next instant, the Sacred Bell appeared high in the sky, radiating a divine and majestic presence.
As the bell tolled, golden ripples spread outward, washing over the crowd.
