"What happened?!"
A chorus of anxious, booming voices shattered the quiet sanctity of the Supreme Hall.
Within a single second, space violently folded and warped as dozens of imposing figures suddenly appeared before Shen Daiyu.
Every single one of them possessed the distinct, brilliant golden-blonde hair of the Shen Clan, and they were all clad in majestic, flowing ceremonial robes that rippled with immense, ancient spiritual pressure.
These were the true pillars of the Shen Clan, the hidden elders and protectors who rarely walked the mortal plane.
"Why did our Clan's luck suddenly increase so much in a single moment?!" one of the newly arrived elders demanded, his eyes wide with a mixture of awe and profound panic.
"The ancestral destiny pools are practically overflowing! It's unprecedented!" Another one added.
