"Well, which celestial child has descended from the heavens?"
The moment the Qilin Beast, with a dragon head, horse body, bone-grown wings, and neck covered in golden scales, appeared at the entrance of the Underworld, many cultivators who were entitled only to observe had already got used to seeing the succession of great elders at the entrance. But witnessing this scene, they couldn't help discussing enthusiastically.
They marveled at this young man in white's spectacle, among those appearing at the entrance, there were beggars, cowherds, profligate sons, fairies about to return to dust and even porters with their loads.
Even though they had unique qualities and a distinct style, these cultivators maintained a low profile. Even when standing in a crowd, there was nothing that attracted attention, making some not even spared a second glance.
