Around the blond-haired, blue-eyed, middle-aged foreign man,
a thick layer of pure white light swirled, shining as brilliantly as the sacred wings of an Angel shedding its radiance.
It was also like a magnificent carpet, soft and shimmering with a mysterious luster, gently unfurled between the sky and the sea.
It was dreamlike and illusory, dazzling and mesmerizing all who beheld it.
The foreign man, with a leisurely and graceful demeanor, stepped onto the exceedingly sacred-looking carpet made of light and slowly advanced.
Each step seemed to land on the heartstrings of the crowd, bringing with it waves of intangible pressure.
The members of the Great Xia Empire's Defense Team responsible for guarding this area,
had their gazes instantly captivated by the bizarre sight, their faces growing solemn.
They were all battle-hardened and experienced elites.
They knew well that this scene was anything but ordinary. This single, seemingly transcendent display alone
