"Daoist friend Yuan Zhen, it has been a long time. Have you been well of late?"
In the void,
Chaotic energy filled the air and roiled.
A figure with a terrifying aura crossed over from another realm, setting off wave after wave of tsunami-like impacts all around.
"The Blood Demon Sect, the Five Elements Holy Sect's sworn enemy for ten thousand years, was destroyed by your hand. On a future day, your name will surely go down in history. To the Five Elements Holy Sect, you are another figure like the High Ancestor!"
Amid the sighing praise, an imposing old man emerged from the void. He wore a yellow robe embroidered with nine five-clawed Golden Dragons. Golden Light flickered over the garment, the dragons seeming to writhe alive, exuding boundless majesty.
Simply by appearing there,
He radiated the authority of a Heavenly Emperor, making the World Law around him tremble and preventing anyone from entertaining the slightest thought of offense.
When Old Ancestor Yuan Zhen saw the arrival, a faint smile appeared on his white-haired, white-bearded face.
This man was also a titan of the Myriad Transformations Realm. He was merely a rogue cultivator who had fortuitously obtained an inheritance left behind in the ruins of some senior's Cave Dwelling. After advancing to the Myriad Transformations Realm, he had occupied the western region of Yunzhou, founded a dynasty, and named himself the Martial Emperor.
Many years ago,
Old Ancestor Yuan Zhen had explored a Secret Realm with him. They could be considered to share quite a bit of friendship.
But at their level,
Friendship was rarely the decisive factor anymore.
What mattered more was profit.
Old Ancestor Yuan Zhen had chosen to seek this man's aid for two reasons. First, the man was old and his lifespan was nearing its