Li Qingyuan was like the will of the Heavenly Dao, like the Jianmu Divine Tree, with myriad arts spilling forth, as though he were the center of the world, redefining space and time, like the source of the universe.
"Who else?"
Protected by Purple Dragon True Qi, Li Qingyuan stared straight at the two hundred True Immortals, purple light spilling from his pupils, his dominance overwhelming the cosmos.
Among the two hundred True Immortals, not one living being dared meet Li Qingyuan's eyes.
Purple Dragon True Qi circulated within those eyes, and majestic heavenly might suffused them. With the Jianmu Dao Foundation as his underlying strength, Li Qingyuan radiated a wisp of supreme Imperial Might.
Although it was only a wisp, exceedingly faint and exceedingly weak, it allowed him to reign supreme within the True Immortal Realm.
Even the True Immortal Peak Stage cultivators who had opened thirty-six Immortal Apertures but had yet to fully connect them all lost the courage to draw their swords and fight at that moment.
This was the might of the Nine Dragon True Qi Art, an Immortal Emperor's great Divine Ability.
Even mastering only the first level of the art's Divine Ability was enough for Li Qingyuan and his wife Miao Le, in their combined state, to dominate the True Immortal Realm with their True Immortal Early Stage cultivation.
A five-clawed purple dragon roamed around Li Qingyuan. Not only had his injuries healed completely, but auspicious light and Qi also protected him, impervious to all arts, offense and defense united, its dragon cries shaking the cosmos.
Wherever the purple dragon passed, the shattered void repaired itself, scattered Principles gathered anew, and even the abyssal craters left by the battle just now returned to their original state beneath the shroud of Purple Dragon True Qi.