The founding of an immortal faction, Stone Ridge Mountain's "sect-opening ceremony." On the third day after the Nine Nether Domain Lord's fall, the oppressive haze that had hung over Nine Dragon Peaks for so long was finally scattered completely by a wheel of pure golden radiance projected from the center of the Real Realm.
Stone Ridge Mountain, Shiji Immortal Palace.
Today was the grand ceremony for Chu Qing's founding of his faction. This was no traditional cultivator sect's disciple-recruitment assembly, but the "sect-opening rite" Chu Qing was holding to formally harvest the resources of this star domain and establish the laws of absolute rule that belonged to him alone.
At this moment, the plaza outside the main hall of the immortal palace was already filled with True Immortal titans who had rushed over from the surrounding major galaxies to pay court. Among these people, there was no lack of sect masters who had once summoned wind and rain in the Real Realm and possessed inheritances of near first-rate orthodoxies, yet now every one of them had their heads buried deep against the blue stone slabs, their whole bodies trembling uncontrollably, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Atop the high nine-tiered jade steps, Chu Qing sat barefoot in a casual black robe on a white jade throne forged from the Nine Nether Domain Lord's half-shattered Dao fruit. He did not arrange a grand procession like the lords of other immortal factions. He merely propped his chin on one hand, his violet-gold eyes sweeping indifferently over the masses below, carrying a pressure that made the myriad Daos freeze solid.
"My lord, the 'tribute lists' from the several hundred surrounding galaxies have already been sorted out, including three thousand top-grade spirit mines, two hundred realm-fusion furnaces, and... all the immortal maiden vaults left