The pillar of law-light that pierced through heaven and earth slowly contracted, and a figure gradually emerged at its core.
It was Ding Xiu, the Supreme Elder of the Luoxiao Sect!
His face was as still as water as he slowly opened his eyes. The sharp gleam in them faded, becoming two bottomless chaotic vortices, as though they contained the profound truths of cosmic birth and death, the cycling of myriad Daos.
The aura around him had completely transformed, merging with the Great Dao of this world. At a thought, laws followed; at a whim, the Dao was born.
A gentle yet supreme pressure, enough to suppress the ages and all space-time, naturally spread forth and enveloped the four corners and eight wildernesses.
"It worked.
"I finally... worked."
Feeling the power within himself, Ding Xiu spread his arms and sensed the vast, ethereal heaven and earth. In that instant, the suppression buried deep within his heart for over a hundred thousand years was swept away.
From this moment onward.
He was no longer the little brother Xiu who needed Brother Nian's protection, nor was he the runt who held back the Twelve Golden Immortals.
He was the only Immortal Emperor of humanity, standing tall beneath the heavens!
Everything in this world would fall under his control.
Ding Xiu flicked his sleeve.
The phenomena between heaven and earth converged like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.
Wherever they passed, the meridians and physiques of every cultivator who had come to witness the ceremony were cleansed and refined.
The phenomena gradually faded away.
Yet the majesty of the Immortal Emperor, which blanketed heaven and earth and made all living beings bow their heads, was deeply branded into this realm, indelible through all eternity.
"The Great Dao stretches endlessly; today, its true