While Sun Ziwang stood dumbstruck, endless laws danced throughout the entire small world, cheering and rejoicing as though they had broken from their cocoons and been reborn, creating the world anew. Purple Qi came from the East for thirty thousand miles, and an astonishing sight he had never seen before unfolded before his eyes.
An Emperor. So this was the majesty of an Emperor.
Though he had weathered life and death over the years, he had also enjoyed boundless glory. He had been the focus of countless eyes, and a trace of smug satisfaction had inevitably arisen in his heart. Yet now, that small complacency vanished without a trace. Only then did he truly understand what the majesty of an Emperor meant. Though it had been deliberately restrained, the aura that seeped out still made him feel the difference between heaven and man.
Only then did he truly understand why Emperors were the true masters of the world. No Quasi-Emperor was even worth mentioning before a true Emperor.
Then joy welled up in his heart. Although Ye Xiwen had merely taught him martial arts on Devil Lord's behalf, in his heart, Ye Xiwen was no different from a benefactor and teacher. Now that his teacher had broken through, he was naturally overjoyed.
But before he could react, an unexpected change occurred.
"Which Dao brother is here?" Suddenly, a majestic voice came from outside the small world.
The voice immediately startled Sun Ziwang, and even Ye Xiwen's Primordial Spirit Avatar frowned slightly.
Yet before either of them could respond, a voice rang out from the depths of the small world.
"Dao brother, please enter!"
It was Ye Xiwen's voice.
Immediately afterward, the small world automatically split open a gap, and a figure flew down. He was a handsome middle-aged man of