The New Era had just dawned, and the heavens had been settled.
Across billions of miles beyond the Southeastern Region, the starry sky gradually ceased trembling. Shattered space-time barriers slowly healed. Scattered spiritual energy, drifting principles of the myriad Daos, and disordered epochal fortune all converged on the white-robed figure at the battlefield's center, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
Lin Feng stood motionless in the void. The primordial chaos golden radiance around him slowly subsided. Gone was the violent might that had crushed the heavens moments earlier, yet an unsurpassed Emperor Lord aura, transcending epochs, remained around him throughout.
Having just broken through to the Emperor Lord realm, he did not rush to pursue the three gravely wounded Eternal Supremes as they retreated.
Xuanzang, Canglun, and Huang Mie possessed foundations accumulated over a million years. Even with their origins grievously wounded, their Dao Hearts fractured, and their ancient Daos damaged, they remained among the heavens' strongest combatants. A cornered foe should not be pursued; a wounded tiger still retained its might. A reckless chase would only squander his newly stabilized Emperor Lord foundation, costing more than it gained.
More importantly, Lin Feng understood perfectly well that repelling those three sovereigns had merely broken the surface shackles of domination imposed by the Old Era. It was far from truly pacifying the heavens and securing the New Era.
The Old Era had endured for a million years. Ancient Dao factions entrenched throughout the heavens, hidden experts lying dormant, and sealed forbidden powers were countless. The three sovereigns were merely the old order's guardians in plain sight. The terrifying beings truly concealed in the heavens' shadows, space-time fissures, and epochal ruins had yet to reveal the slightest trace.
In today's battle, he had defied the odds to attain Emperor Lord