The light dissipated, revealing an exceedingly handsome and spirited face, draped in a supple yellow-black cloak, with a White Jade Dragon Bone Crown upon his head shining brilliantly, untouched by the passing of time.
Song Yin spread his hands, looking at the tiny black dot imprisoned within, and with a slight smile, clenched his fist tightly.
"I..."
The doors to the Ancestral Master Hall suddenly cracked open, and before the sound from within could fully emerge, they abruptly slammed shut with a snap.
Song Yin's ears twitched, and he instinctively looked towards the summit of Fulong Pass, his eyes filled with puzzlement, but he quickly regained his composure. He rose to his feet, transformed into a streak of light, and with a fierce flash, he reappeared by the Blood Lake.
Zhang Fei Xuan had just closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw a familiar silhouette. His body shook with emotion, and he was on the verge of tears, "Master, Big Senior Brother!"