Chapter 815 Purple

Chapter 815 Purple

The shock was palpable, so intense that many didn't even know how to react.

Celestial's gaze remained fixed on Atticus, and though she said nothing, her mind spun faster than ever before.

The group gathered to welcome them consisted mostly of grandmaster+ ranks, with others of lower power levels standing behind. Their sensitivity to spirit energy was exceptionally high, and none of them had noticed it before. But now, as Atticus stood in front of them, they all felt it.

There was spirit energy emanating from him!

'Impossible!'

That single word resounded in the minds of the Starhaven family. There was no doubt about Atticus's lineage,he was a Ravenstein through and through. His ability to control the elements confirmed that.

Any thought that he might be a bastard child of a Starhaven family member was immediately dismissed.

He wasn't a Starhaven, and yet he had spirit energy?

'I've met him before, and I didn't feel any spirit energy. What changed?'

Celestial thought back to the apex selection event, where every family had gathered. She had seen Atticus then, and there hadn't been even a trace of spirit energy radiating from him.

'Did she do something?'

Her gaze shifted to Seraphina, who in turn was giving her a smug smile, clearly enjoying every second of the situation.

Celestial dismissed the notion. Even as a paragon, there was no way Seraphina could have done something like this. Spirit energy was innate.

The other important members of the Starhaven family were equally stunned. Their shock was so profound that they all stared at Atticus without looking away, ignoring the rudeness of their actions.

Many of them had been delighted at the idea of their apex visiting, hoping to make connections or impressions. Instead, they were met with a reality far beyond their expectations.

He could see it all, the massive amounts of spiritual energy emanating from the tree, blanketing the area like a purple fog. He saw the countless purple spirits of various sizes soaring through the skies. Everything was vivid, and it was beautiful.

Atticus stood silently, absorbing the scene. He had no words.

He was so entranced that he didn't notice the silence that had fallen over the crowd or the many eyes now fixated on him.

The situation grew awkward as it became evident that Atticus wasn't paying attention to anyone.

Seraphina chuckled softly. She understood what was happening, and even she was shocked. Yet, she couldn't help but find it amusing. It was as though she had forgotten just who Atticus was.

Breaking the silence, Seraphina spoke.

"Would you like to rest first, or should we begin immediately?"

Her words snapped Atticus out of his thoughts. Noticing the stares, he realized he had lost himself for a moment.

Though he felt slightly apologetic, he chose not to address it. Turning to Seraphina, he responded,

"I don't need to rest. We can start now."

Seraphina smiled knowingly. By now, she had a strong sense of who Atticus was. She had only asked the question to ease the tension.

Without further delay, Seraphina led Atticus, Celestial, and several Starhaven members into the temple. They descended a flight of stairs, eventually reaching an open space beneath the temple.

As Atticus stepped into the area, his eyes widened at the enchanting sight. The spiritual energy here was even denser.

'We're under the tree,' he thought, noticing the thick roots weaving throughout the large space.

Without hesitation, Seraphina gestured to the center of the space. "Sit here," she instructed.

Atticus moved to the middle and lowered himself to the ground, ready to begin.