"What?"
The people in the Xiao clan's manor all looked at the dazzling figure in the air. He seemed to be stepping onto images of matrixes. Beams penetrating their surroundings emanated from the round matrix images, circling about. The beams coalesced into dazzling pillars of golden light. Extremely brilliant golden characters hovered on the beams.
"Qian, Kun, Kan, Li..."
The golden characters seemed to be imbued with the might of the great path as they were melded into the beams of light, circling Ye Futian's body and emanating light around him.
All of the spectators saw that wherever the beams passed, the might of the great path was sensed, with Ye Futian and the very center of the phenomenon.
Ye Futian was like a furnace of the great path at the time. The power of the great path resonated with his body.
He was of little difference to a saint at that moment.
