"Chu Wan'er, if you don't want to die, get out of my way."
A man clad in a violet immortal robe stepped out of the Immortal Light, followed by six or seven immortals in blood-stained garments.
He wore a violet-gold Taoist crown, and his violet Taoist robe seemed woven from the clouds and mists of the Ninth Heaven, gleaming with violet Immortal Mist.
His face could not be described with something as simple as "handsome" or "majestic." It was a perfection beyond mortal comprehension, every inch of skin seemingly sculpted from the purest white jade.
Beneath sword-like brows that swept into his temples were eyes as deep as an eternal starry sky.
Within those eyes, stars rose and perished, while the Great Dao flowed.
He seemed to be the center of heaven and earth, the ruler of all things, bearing a supreme majesty that could shake the heavens and make Gods and Devils retreat.
"Over these five thousand years, Yi Xin, you have improved quite a bit."
Chu Wan'er stared at One Heart Ancient Immortal, a trace of gravity appearing in her beautiful eyes.
"So he is One Heart Ancient Immortal, the founder of Dao One Sacred Land..."
Jiang Chuan recalled the Purple Heaven Immortal Jade Coffin he had suppressed.
"One Heart Ancient Immortal—no, I should say One Heart Immortal King. You are not far from becoming an Immortal Lord. No wonder Kun Ancestor, even with Crow Emperor and dozens of demon immortals, could not stop you."
At Dragon Ancestor's words, the birth and death of stars in One Heart Immortal King's eyes began to accelerate.
"In this universe, so what if one becomes an Immortal Lord? Even if Immortal Venerables like the famed Night Emperor, Zhoutian, and Great Wilderness descended into this universe, how much stronger could they be