King Conferment and the Heavenly Demon Guard

A slender figure stood suspended in the air above the battered King Conferment Platform.

Though he had just gone through a fierce battle, that slender figure in green robes remained as graceful and handsome as ever.

Yet the terrifying Dragon Kun Pressure released from his body caused the hearts of many experts present to tighten slightly.

Having witnessed such an astonishing battle with their own eyes, no one would likely dare underestimate him again.

The heavens and earth were silent. Countless gazes stared blankly at that figure, as though they had yet to recover from the final clash.

After the silence persisted for a while, countless eyes finally began to blaze with fervor.

Immediately afterward, thunderous cheers erupted from the Silver Mist Palace camp.

Who could have imagined that the one with the least seniority would so boldly defeat the two favorites and be conferred as King in one stroke?

Jiang Yinlan also let out a relieved breath, and a captivating smile appeared on her cold, beautiful face.

She gazed at the figure in the distant sky, feeling somewhat gratified. This prodigy from a Lower Plane was clearly growing at an astonishing pace.

The other kings looked at one another, then ultimately sighed softly, a trace of admiration surfacing in their eyes.

If Lin Langtian's great reputation in the Dragon Kun Realm had merely made them take him more seriously before, then this time, displaying his true strength before so many people would leave everyone utterly convinced.

They knew that if it had been them, even against two Fifth-grade Supremes, they could not have won so cleanly and decisively. After all, Zhao Gao and the other had been swiftly defeated before they could even unleash their Supreme Dharma Bodies.

From this alone, it was clear that Lin Langtian's strength had