At that moment, some of the other Profound Immortal sword cultivators guarding the Zhenshan Sword cast envious, even resentful, glances at the Lotus Avatar. They were all Profound Immortals, yet the Lotus Avatar had once been an obscure nobody of humble origins, with no ties to any famous sect or immortal family in the Celestial Court. And now he had earned such esteem from Chuyangzi and Guan Yuehe.
By contrast, these Profound Immortals had already been eclipsed beneath the Zhenshan Sword, its casual radiance rendering them dull and insignificant.
In short, the Profound Immortals felt all sorts of things toward the Lotus Avatar: they wanted to befriend him, envied him, resented him, or refused to accept him. By comparison, though Xiao Yu and the others who had accompanied the Lotus Avatar here couldn't get close to the Zhenshan Sword, they could feel more directly how his growing strength had changed their standing.
Originally, these people from lower-grade immortal realms hadn't been taken seriously in this place, where immortal armies stood in ranks. Most of the time, they had even faced some degree of exclusion. Even when fighting the Tiansang Wasteland, they were often assigned to dangerous positions where they had to lure the enemy. Bloody battles were one thing, but because of their status and standing, they rarely received much respect.
Now, though, Xiao Yu and the others could plainly feel their status rising. Even the supplies handed out by the immortal armies above were more plentiful than before.
Xiao Yu's immortal army guarded the area near the Zhenshan Sword, and for the most part, they had little to do. But now the Chihu Tribe had used its ancient beacon tower to unleash black clouds of smoke, turning an area tens of thousands of li across into a land of