Outside the grand hall, Liu Yuan's appointment echoed in everyone's ears, lingering for a long time.
Gantian, Fankong, Xue Ku, and the other ten former rulers of the Flowing Light Domain were all profoundly shaken, their expressions incomparably complicated.
They lowered their heads, and no one dared look at Liu Yuan's barely concealed excitement.
Flowing Light Domain envoy, acting on the True Lord's behalf to govern all realms.
Those words weighed on their hearts like an invisible mountain.
Once, Liu Yuan had been nothing more than a minor figure stirring up small troubles on the periphery, someone unworthy of their notice.
Yet now, after only a few centuries, he had risen to the heavens in a single step and become their nominal superior.
That enormous disparity in status left these proud realm lords with mixed feelings. There was humiliation and resentment, but more than anything, there was helplessness.
The situation was stronger than any man.
Before a Da Luo True Lord who could shatter their Dao Realm formations with one finger and forcibly sever cross-domain teleportation, they had no room to bargain.
Feeling the complicated gazes behind him, Liu Yuan's heart swelled with ambition. He took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his wild joy, then turned to face Gantian and the others.
Looking at the ten rulers of the Ten Great Dao Realms beside him, their heads slightly lowered and their expressions complicated, Liu Yuan could not help but sigh inwardly.
Once, any one of these people had been someone he needed to look up to.
Now, however, they could only stand respectfully before him and wait for his orders.
All of this was because of the senior inside the hall.
Suppressing the countless thoughts in his heart, Liu Yuan took a deep breath, turned around, and swept his gaze