Everyone felt the pressure weighing on them. After arriving in the Ghost Realm, they had thrown themselves into cultivation, hoping to make it strong enough that one day they could hold their heads high.
Now, the day they had all dreamed of had finally come.
Fang Chen had become a Quasi-Immortal King. Once he broke through from the Great Emperor Realm to the Immortal Realm, he would become a true Immortal King.
When Fang Chen saw how excited everyone was, he hardly knew what to do.
After a moment, the Realm Spirit spoke. "Fellow Daoist Friends, please calm down. I'm every bit as excited as you are. At last, the Human Race has an Immortal King!"
Fang Chen was still a Quasi-Immortal King, but the Realm Spirit was already calling him an Immortal King.
No one objected. As far as they were concerned, Fang Chen was an Immortal King already.
What was more, he was stronger than the Immortal Kings of the Demon Race and the Nether Race.
Everyone knew those two had reached the Immortal Realm first, then cultivated for countless years before attaining their present heights.
Yet only a little over two thousand years had passed since Fang Chen left the Barbaric Ancient Region. His Cultivation remained at the Great Emperor Realm, but he already possessed such terrifying strength.
At the rate he was advancing, he might reach the power of an Immortal King without ever leaving the Great Emperor Realm.
"Long live the Immortal King!"
"Long live the Immortal King!"
The Cultivators above the Ghost Mountain Range raised their arms and shouted as one.
Fang Chen held up a hand. "Fellow Daoist Friends, we've endured oppression for far too many years. I intend to strike back at the Outer Heavens right now. First, I'll wipe out the