Although it was already known that Yemo's score was the undisputed first place, hearing the official announcement still made Yin Shen Palace's body tremble violently, with golden stars dancing before his eyes.
In his perception, a sun seemed to rise just in front of his eyelids!
Before his eyes, a dazzling and colorful blackness unfolded.
The etiquette officer's voice was gentle: "Yixin Sect, Yin Shen Palace Sect Hierarch, please take the stage and ascend the throne!"
Yin Shen Palace took a deep breath to calm his mind.
With a feeling of 'I feel very calm, my heart is tranquil and undisturbed, I am indifferent to honor and disgrace,' he ascended the stage with a lofty and solemn demeanor.
Others: "This guy has a twisted smirk like he's caught in a whirlwind? Doesn't even know to keep it in check?"
"Those eyes have got dance syndrome? Blinked hundreds of times just walking two steps..."
"Why does he walk like his legs are noodles, needing to take a swerve with each step?"
