Outside the great hall, Liu Yuan's appointment echoed in everyone's ears, lingering for a long time.
Gan Tian, Fan Kong, Xue Ku, and the other ten former rulers of the Flowing Light Domain experienced severe physical and mental shocks at this moment, their expressions extremely complex.
They lowered their heads, nobody daring to look at Liu Yuan's barely concealable, excited face.
The Envoy of the Flowing Light Domain, ruling over the Myriad Realms on behalf of the True Lord.
These words felt like an invisible mountain pressing down upon their hearts.
Once upon a time, in their eyes, Liu Yuan was merely a small-time character operating on the periphery who could not grace the stage.
Yet now, in just a few short centuries, this person had stepped to the heavens in a single bound, becoming their nominal direct superior.
This massive disparity in status left this group of proud domain lords with mixed feelings in their hearts, holding humiliation and reluctance, but even more so, a sense of powerlessness.
Circumstances compel the individual.
Before a Great Luo True Lord who could shatter their domain formation with a single finger and forcibly sever cross-domain teleportation, they possessed no qualifications to bargain.
Liu Yuan felt those complex gazes from behind, a soaring ambition filling his heart. He took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his inner ecstasy, and turned to face Gan Tian and the others.
Liu Yuan looked at those slightly lowered heads and complex expressions of the Ten Great Dao Domain Lords beside him, a wave of emotion welling up in his heart.
Once upon a time, any single one of these people was an existence he needed to look up to.
And now, they could only respectfully stand before him, awaiting his orders.
All of this was because of that