The gaze directed at the people was not one of warmth.
Both of the Dang siblings shared this sentiment.
Jeong Yeon-sin paid them no mind.
She exhaled a long breath, calming her heart.
"Ying Wu Su Zhu, Yi Sheng Qi Xin."
She recited the teachings from the Diamond Sutra that she still held dear.
It meant that one must let go of attachments.
As death approached, this idea resonated with her in a strange way.
The boy lifted his head.
A man of the Iron Clan was staring at her in shock.
"That aura, the Martial God of the Yip Huang City... Are you perhaps of royal blood?" He referred to the lord of Yip Huang City as a Martial God.
It seemed he recognized the aura of the Moon Spirit's harmony at once.
If that were the case, it would explain why the disciples of Yip Huang City had always been of royal lineage.
He was a discerning individual.
"How could one body possess such diverse energies...?" Dang Ryeo-ryeo trailed off.
That single remark revealed a highly sensitive perception.
It felt as if he had sensed all of Jeong Yeon-sin's innate energy.
A unique green light flickered in her eyes, reminiscent of poison, before vanishing.
Dang Yeohwa was no different.
He slightly trembled his lips.
"All of them were profound. This isn't the result of ordinary training. Some of it doesn't even seem like internal energy..."