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Chapter 462: Heiress of Heaven
The plaza still vibrated with the lingering energy left behind by the Sky Family’s Second Elder’s demonstration.
The applause and exclamations took a long time to fade, like waves that continued crashing even after the storm had passed, a persistent echo of admiration that refused to disappear.
The sun now shone high overhead, warming the crowd’s damp clothes and causing the water on the stone pavement to evaporate into thin curtains of mist that danced beneath the golden light.
The air was clean and fresh, filled with a renewed vitality, as though the very atmosphere had been purified by the elder’s power.
Kyrian remained where he stood, his fists finally relaxed at his sides. His violet eyes were still fixed on the top of the Sky Tower, replaying every detail of the fan’s movement and the voice that had commanded the winds.
The difference in power was overwhelming, an abyss that seemed impossible to cross. He took a deep breath, circulating his Qi to calm the faint trembling within his meridians, feeling the energy flow through his three cores.
Then a new presence filled the air.
A powerful voice, amplified by ancient formations that covered the entire plaza, echoed throughout Sky Tower Plaza. Kyrian did not know whose voice it was, but it seemed to belong to another immensely powerful elder, its tone carrying the weight of centuries of authority.
“The Celestial Descent Ceremony now begins! May the Heiress of Heaven, the radiant light of the Sky Family and the future guardian of the Caravan, bless this festival and all its children!”
An expectant silence descended upon the crowd. Thousands of faces lifted at the same moment, like a field of sunflowers turning toward the sun. Everyone wanted to witness the same sight.
From the middle of the immense tower, a soft, ethereal light slowly descended, as though the heavens themselves were giving birth to a star, a silvery radiance flowing down the jade walls like liquid water.
The light enveloped a graceful figure walking through the air, her feet stepping effortlessly upon nearly invisible platforms suspended in the sky.
White and celestial-blue robes fluttered gently in the breeze, embroidered with patterns of clouds and crescent moons that seemed to move on their own, as though they possessed a life of their own.
Long black hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, adorned with a simple celestial jade tiara that glowed with an inner radiance.
It was Gao Ziyue, the renowned Heiress of Heaven of the Sky Family.
The instant she fully appeared, a collective gasp escaped from tens of thousands of mouths, a sound that was almost a prayer. Her beauty was breathtaking.
Skin as white as the purest jade, delicate yet noble features, eyes that seemed to contain the brilliance of the stars. Her slender, elegant figure conveyed both grace and authority at the same time.
Many compared her, and some even dared to claim she surpassed, the most famous heirs of the great sects and families of the continent, especially those of the Central Region, where the world’s greatest talents gathered.
“A goddess…” murmured a young cultivator beside Kyrian, his voice trembling with emotion.
“The Heiress of Heaven truly is unparalleled!” another shouted, his eyes shining with admiration.
The applause and cheers erupted with even greater intensity than they had for the appearance of the Second Elder. Young people clapped until their hands ached. Women gazed at her with admiration and envy. Elders lowered their heads in respect.
The name “Gao Ziyue” echoed throughout the plaza like a reverent mantra.
But Kyrian… frowned at that moment, because something different happened to his vision.
The instant his violet eyes fell upon her, he saw that something was wrong.
It was as though a layer concealed her true appearance, a subtle haze that slightly distorted her features, softening them, making her appear less than what she truly was.
His eyes reacted instinctively, focusing more and more, seeing through whatever illusion might exist. A subtle layer of energy enveloped his pupils, piercing through the illusion technique as though it were nothing more than a thin veil of smoke.
And then he saw.
Something that no one else present could see.
Behind the extraordinary beauty already before him… Gao Ziyue’s true appearance revealed itself. An appearance hidden from everyone. No, it seemed to have been deliberately suppressed from everyone’s perception.
The moment the illusion vanished before his eyes, it was as though the very concept of perfection had taken form.
Her features were even more refined, more ethereal, almost impossible to fully describe, as though nature itself had poured every effort into creating something that transcended ordinary understanding.
Her black hair seemed to carry an inner radiance, streaked with silver, like strands woven from starlight, each lock reflecting a glow that came from nowhere at all.
Her skin possessed a celestial luster that made ordinary jade seem dull, a softness that appeared almost unreal. Her slightly slanted eyes, more so than those of the people from the Northern Region, contained a serene and mysterious depth, like deep lakes hidden within ancient mountains, eyes that seemed to guard secrets no one else knew.
Every movement she made, no matter how subtle, carried a natural grace that transcended the physical, a beauty constantly concealed beneath illusions through which only Kyrian could see.
For the first time in his life, Kyrian felt his heart skip a beat.
It was not merely a faster heartbeat. It was a sudden, powerful jolt, almost uncomfortable, as though something inside him had been touched by an invisible hand.
But it lasted only for a single moment, a fraction of a second that seemed to stretch into eternity.
A subtle warmth rose through his chest and spread across his meridians, a tingling sensation he did not recognize. His fingers twitched slightly at his sides.
He, who had always maintained absolute control over his emotions, who had faced death without hesitation, who had killed without wavering, felt a natural, instinctive attraction awaken within him. Something pure, something primal, something new that perhaps had never existed within him before.