"Your disciple Xuandu has not failed your expectations. Today, I have attained the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, all thanks to Master's teachings!"
"Rise."
Saint Taishang flicked his Fly Whisk, and a gentle Power of the Great Dao lightly lifted Xuandu to his feet.
Then Xuandu turned and walked toward Niu Ben.
Before everyone's eyes, this newly ascended Primordial Grand Luo Golden Immortal bowed deeply to Niu Ben, cupping his hands all the way to the ground.
"Xuandu thanks Senior Disciple Brother for fulfilling my path!"
"Without the Saint Crystal bestowed by Senior Disciple Brother, Xuandu could never have reached this point today. I will never forget Senior Disciple Brother's grace for all eternity!"
The moment those words were spoken, the eyes of the myriad immortals below grew hot.
Even after becoming a saint, he still acknowledged his senior disciple brother and still observed the rites of a junior disciple brother.
Such character could not be found a second time in the entire Primordial Wilderness.
Niu Ben stepped forward, grabbed Xuandu by the arm, and laughed heartily.
"Junior Brother Xuandu, you're being too polite!"
"We're fellow disciples. Why say such distant words?"
"Your attainment of Hunyuan is your own capability, and it is also the fortune of our Mystic Gate!"
Niu Ben patted Xuandu on the shoulder, radiating bold and heroic spirit.
"Now that you've attained the Dao, the Centennial Period is almost upon us."
"When the time comes, on the Otherworld Battlefield, we'll have to count on you to kill a few more of those Demon Sovereigns and Demon Ancestors!"
A gentle smile appeared on Xuandu's face, and he nodded heavily.
"Rest assured, Senior Disciple Brother. If those otherworldly demon brats dare invade our Primordial Wilderness, Xuandu will make sure they never return!"
The two disciple brothers looked at each other