Chapter 466

I reckon that if I hadn't left the Celestia, I would have been struck dead by the will of the world.

That surging will even spread toward the Sea of Quanta and the Imaginary Tree.

In a mere moment, it swept across countless worlds and alarmed countless great figures.

After swaying slightly, the Imaginary Tree eventually stabilized once more.

Jiang Yan also concluded his investigation of Teyvat...

To be precise, he concluded his investigation of the world of the Tree and the Sea.

He withdrew his will and lifted his gaze to glance at the firmament.

In his eyes, the world of Teyvat was like a sycophant, excitedly welcoming his arrival.

Various strange phenomena had already begun to emerge. Jiang Yan frowned slightly and said calmly:

"Today is merely the Rite of Descension for the head seat Seeing Seeing Zhongli; it has nothing to do with me. Unnecessary celebrations should be dispensed with."

At his words, the phenomena just birthed by the world froze for an instant before immediately returning to calm.

Yet, the fawning brought about by the descent of the world's will could still be felt quite clearly.

The stronger one's strength, the clearer the sensation.

The Tsaritsa looked at the sky with a complex expression.

That high and lofty will of the Teyvat world...

So it, too, has times when it acts like such a bootlicker?

Someone merely appears, and it rushes over so eagerly to offer its praise.

When someone doesn't like it, it tucks its tail and retreats, not even daring to let out a peep?

Clearly, that Shushan Sect Leader didn't use a shred of power, yet with just one sentence, heaven and earth had to obey his command?

Is this the majesty of a true powerhouse on the path of immortal cultivation?

To command heaven and earth with a single word?

This kind of ability is simply too monstrous.

At this moment, on the pavilion where Jiang Yan was, it was the absolute center, yet no one dared to look directly that way.

They yearned for immortal cultivation, and when a master of immortal cultivation appeared—a great power possessing countless resources—they manifested.

Yet, they were also somewhat fearful.

It was nothing more than Lord Ye loving dragons.

However, Jiang Yan did know why the will of the Teyvat world was such a sycophant.

The tiny bit of spiritual energy that leaked out while he cultivated in Shushan was causing Teyvat, which had only managed to sip the broth, to begin a world-level evolution.

If he were to cultivate in Teyvat, before long, the entire world would soar to an unimaginable level.

The world's will has no subjectivity; it merely discerns that Jiang Yan is of great benefit to this world, which is why it acts this way.

But Jiang Yan would not cultivate in Teyvat.

Spiritual energy is easy to handle, but the problem is...

With his current cultivation, if he were to cultivate here for a few days, spiritual energy would surge across all of Teyvat, and by then...

Given the current foundations of Teyvat's nations, eight or nine out of ten humans would die.

The world's will doesn't care if humans live or die; it only cares whether it evolves.

But Jiang Yan still needs Teyvat's talent pool.

One cannot drain the pond to catch the fish.

Withdrawing his focus, Jiang Yan first nodded toward Yae Miko and Miss Miss Ganyu, then said softly:

"No need for formalities. Today, I am merely here to observe the ceremony."

"Many thanks, Sect Leader."

Everyone replied in a disciplined manner before taking their seats again.

Only, after sitting down this time, no one dared to speak again.

Even the large crowd standing on Yujing Terrace below remained perfectly quiet.

You couldn't tell at all that nearly one hundred thousand people were squeezed into such a small space.

Jiang Yan closed his eyes slightly and adjusted his true essence.

But even so, no one dared to speak, which left Jiang Yan feeling somewhat helpless.

Asking himself, he wasn't exactly a person with a bad temper, was he?

Jiang Yan felt he was quite gentle; the behavior of these people made him seem unapproachable.

However, Jiang Yan didn't care about the feelings of others.

Ever since Shushan became a world, Jiang Yan hadn't returned to Teyvat.

Coming out this time, it was a good opportunity to properly check the state of Teyvat's spiritual energy recovery.

After quite a while, Furina and the others finally dared to steal glances at Jiang Yan.

Honestly, even though their eyes could see him, they still felt as if no one was sitting there.

He sat there alone, as if he represented the entire world.

Compared to the various unmistakable auras of others, Jiang Yan looked ordinary, completely unremarkable.

But that purple-gold cloud pattern between his brows—just one look made them feel as if they were trance-like, deep within an indescribably vast world.

In that world, countless laws intertwined, and these laws converged at the feet of one person.

They finally had a slight realization of the value of the Refinement of Spirit to Return to Void...

Such a character, let alone destroying Teyvat, could surely create a Teyvat with ease.

Moreover, it was said that he was about to break through to the Refinement of Void to Merge with Dao.

That is the final step of human immortal cultivation; above that is the supreme Immortal.

The Tsaritsa withdrew her gaze; she did not cultivate, and she could feel that if she kept looking at Jiang Yan, she might lose herself.

A cultivator at the peak of Refinement of Spirit to Return to Void, even without using any power, is an extremely dangerous existence to those who do not cultivate.

Getting close makes one easily assimilated by the other's Dao.

Furthermore, to such an existence, only immortal cultivators are considered peers.

Everything else, even Archons, are merely mortal things.

The outer sect disciples stood tall, occasionally casting fanatical glances at Jiang Yan's position.

Even as Shushan disciples, the opportunities to see Jiang Yan were few and far between.

This time, they had come to the right place.

The Tsaritsa glanced at Tartaglia without speaking, but the meaning in her eyes was clear.

She was asking when Tartaglia could introduce them.

But Tartaglia merely shook his head slightly.

Now was not the time.

As soon as Jiang Yan arrived, the entire Yujing Terrace, and even the entire Liyue Harbor, fell silent.

If one had to describe it, it was perhaps like...

A kindergarten basketball game where an Ultraman from the M78 Nebula had come to observe.

They weren't even on the same level, not even the same species...

This feeling was quite strange.

But their silence didn't mean others couldn't move freely.

"Master!"

Suddenly, a loli voice rang out across the silent field, breaking the extreme quiet.

"Klee is here!"

Klee excitedly lifted her small backpack and ran to Jiang Yan's side on her short legs.

It is worth mentioning that Klee's small backpack had now become a spiritual artifact, even containing at least seven or eight dharma treasures.

Seeing Klee run over, a hint of doting filled Jiang Yan's eyes; he opened his arms and gently caught her.

Jiang Yan gently tapped Klee's nose and said dotingly:

"I told you to wait for me so we could go together, but you insisted on rushing over yourself. Look, you've consumed more true essence, haven't you?"

"No, I haven't! Klee wanted to come over early to wait for Master!"

Klee nestled in Jiang Yan's arms, grinning as she tugged at his collar.

This scene made everyone realize more deeply that all the other disciples were just bundled gifts.