"The momentum is still soaring?!" Seraphina's eyes widened in disbelief.
The ripples on the surface of Sun Moon Lake pulsed with eerie energy, shifting through stages like a cultivation breakthrough.
First turn.
Second turn.
Third turn.
...
Until the surge reached the fifth turn of the Mahayana realm—and then, it stopped.
An awe-struck silence fell upon all who witnessed the display, their breaths caught in their throats.
"Why did Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets send a super master of the fifth-turn Mahayana realm to practice in Sun Moon Lake?" an elder muttered, incredulity and resentment mingling in his voice.
"Was he hiding his strength before?" another whispered, eyes darting toward Michael.
"How can a man barely fifty years old reach this level of cultivation?" one scoffed in disbelief.
