Midair.
At the Heavenly Origin Sect.
The entire sky bloomed with brilliant rosy clouds, filled with auspicious radiance, divine and dazzling.
Countless golden lights—overbearing beyond measure, vast beyond compare, terrifying to the extreme—spread from the position occupied by the entire Heavenly Origin Sect camp into heaven and earth.
Vaguely, all manner of Divine Beast Phantoms condensed within those golden lights, as though heaven and earth themselves stood in silent awe.
Heavenly Origin True Man, the Heavenly Origin Sect Master, stood proudly at the forefront. His entire body was bathed in blazing golden light, a dense Purple Qi Constellation Map hanging above his head. Clad in a Golden Dragon robe, his gaze was domineering and disdainful, looking down upon heaven and earth as though all things in the world and the countless living beings were mere ants, utterly beneath notice.
Though he stood there, he seemed to have merged with this world itself. He was heaven and earth!
Clearly, his cultivation had reached an exceptionally terrifying level.
Yet at this moment, his expression was extremely unpleasant!
It was not just him. Even the many elders and experts of the Yuan Tian Sect wore faces dark as storm clouds.
There was no other reason: Venerable Yuan Ling, the Yuan Tian Sect's Grand Elder, had lost his very first battle.
And he had lost to a former defeated opponent.
What was more, he had been instantly defeated in a single move!
What kind of humiliation was this?
Given Venerable Yuan Ling's cultivation, he should have been able to fire the first shot, drape himself in glory, and draw the attention of the Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Prefectures.
And their Yuan Tian Sect would naturally have made a grand showing before the many martial sects and factions of the Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Prefectures.