This imposing figure was none other than Qin Wentian’s birth father.
A boundless immortal glow enveloped his entire body, illuminating the skies. Every inch of his body was shining with resplendent light, bathing in holiness, exuding an extraordinary aura. He seemed like a heavenly god that had descended to the mortal world, giving others an intense visual rush of impact.
The oracular chant continued, as the runic lights towered up into the skies. The silhouette became increasingly divine.
This halo of light was like flames, and also resembled true light. Within the pure whiteness of the flame, golden streaks flashed past, further enhancing the king’s aura radiating from this person.