The two were talking, and in the distance, the morning glow was already visible. The breaking dawn's brilliance fell into Song Yan's pupils, then reflected in the distant verdant mountains and waters, the tranquil gardens.
At the exit of the Secret Realm, ripples began to appear as clan members entered from outside, looking around and seeing no one, then looked towards the distant peak of the Ancestral Divine Mountain and saluted from afar.
Song Yan glanced at Elder Ningxin and said, "I'm going."
Elder Ningxin nodded.
Immediately, Song Yan descended from the sky, greeted respectfully from afar.
The entering clan member naturally recognized this outstanding talent of the clan, quickly returning the salutation, then gathered together, chatting and laughing.
Before long, several elder members of the clan arrived one after another, and everyone began chattering away.
Within the crowd, Song Yan picked out Tang Xiaokong, quickly walked forward, and called out, "Foster Father!"
