My own fragile divine spirit probably can't withstand even a breath from others.
As his thoughts circulated, one by one, the multicolored clouds in the distance also began to gather.
After these auspicious clouds descended, some landed behind him, while others settled in front of him.
Unable to move the divine soul body, Shen Yuan could only see the area in front of him where the clouds descended, and on each cloud sat a figure enveloped in a dense halo, obscuring their features.
The later arrivals were not as talkative as those on his left and right.
Some, even if they sensed the so-called "newcomer's" aura on Shen Yuan, at most cast curious glances without speaking.
It was unclear how much time had passed.
When the space in front of him was filled with figures shrouded in halos, a deep and resonant bell sound suddenly came from afar.
The bell sound seemed to possess some kind of incredible power.
