"His Majesty Kong Xian's true body is still asleep, but his divine sense is taking shape!"
Before the words had faded, a fourth figure arrived, then a fifth...
Figures hurried in from across the Myriad Demon Ancestral Land and gathered around the Bronze Coffin.
They were the Demon Race's most ancient beings, each at least a Fourth-Turn Immortal Emperor. Usually asleep in different parts of the Ancestral Land, they had all been awakened by the Bronze Coffin's strange phenomenon.
When the last Demon Race Ancient Emperor arrived, the Bronze Coffin's transformation reached its peak.
Boom!
Every rune on the Bronze Coffin's surface burst at once, turning into a rain of light that filled the sky.
The light gathered in midair, swirled, and condensed into a phantom figure.
He stood about eight feet tall, straight as a pine. His features were indistinct, but his eyes shone with the clarity of two burning stars.
What kind of eyes were those?
His left eye was like a blazing sun: scorching, domineering, capable of burning all things to ash.
His right eye was like an abyss: cold, fathomless, capable of devouring everything.
Life and Death, Light and Darkness, Creation and Destruction found an uncanny unity in those eyes.
He hovered silently above the Bronze Coffin without releasing the slightest pressure, yet every Demon Race expert who saw him felt an instinctive tremor deep in their soul.
It was the reverence etched into the bloodline of a lesser life-form facing a greater one.
"Your Majesty Kong Xian!"
The Black Dragon Ancient Emperor was the first to drop to his knees. He prostrated himself, his voice choked with emotion.
"Your Majesty!"
The Illusory Heart Demon Emperor, the Myriad Wood Demon Ancestor, and every other Demon Race Ancient Emperor present dropped to their knees together.
Kong Xian's