The tens of thousands of High Priests who witnessed this scene wore indescribable expressions. None stepped forward to offer congratulations. Under the Second High Priest's lead, they turned and left.
The Eight Sky Demons were all surprised by this, then cold smiles appeared on their faces.
The Third Sky Demon said harshly, "You became a Fire God King, yet not a single High Priest blessed you. No High Priest was even willing to accompany and teach you. You really are quite the successful Fire God King."
"We will bless you." Malthus, the Void God King, the Grand Prince, Turbid Wine, and the others flew before Lu Yang and congratulated him loudly.
Lu Yang nodded to them, then looked at the Eight Sky Demons and said, "From the day I began Magic Cultivation, I struggled to survive every moment, terrified that one wrong step would get my family and brothers killed."
"From Fire Mage to Flame God King, there were sixteen tiers in total. I cultivated every step through my own strength. I do not need outsiders' blessings. My brothers' blessings are enough."
He had struggled to survive for who knew how many years. Including the time spent in the Void Palace and the Greater Void Realm, it had been hundreds of thousands of years.
Every step Lu Yang had taken had been pushed forward with his brothers' lives. Battle after battle, life-and-death crisis after life-and-death crisis—the High Priests had never helped him. He had even less need for their blessings now.
The Eight Sky Demons did not mock him again. Instead, there was a trace of approval in the way they looked at Lu Yang.
The First Sky Demon said coldly, "Those pieces of trash refuse to bless you, so we will. The first Fire God King to rise through