Invitation

The light soared like a comet through the skies. Yan Zaizen paused, his brows furrowed, and his senses became alert. Just earlier they had inadvertently offended a Third or Fourth Phase Heavenly Creation Expert, and this light could be trouble. Trouble he'd rather avoid.

The only calming fact was that the light's aura was at the Heavenly Genesis Realm, not reaching the heaven-equalling, earth-toppling fluctuations of a Heavenly Creation expert.

Yri also focused her attention, but unlike Yan Zaizen who wished to avoid unnecessary conflict, her eyes shone with a light of obsession and killing intent. It was undisguised and sharp. She had always been one who acted upon her emotions disregarding the consequences. This could be witnessed by her willingness to seal herself in stasis for billions of years and have no concerns.