Heavenly Court, within the High Heaven Palace.
Profound and intricate Great Dao runes flowed through the hall, while Chaos Qi drifted slowly between the jade pillars.
This supreme divine hall, personally created by Ye Xuan, shut out all the clamor of the outside world, as though it stood apart from the Myriad Worlds.
Great Elder Meng Tianzheng stood at the center of the hall, his back slightly bent—the mark left by years upon years of bloody battles in the Border Wasteland, bearing the life and death of countless beings across the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
At this moment, however, the heart of this invincible elder—renowned throughout the Nine Heavens and revered by the Ten Thousand Races—was churning with stormy waves that refused to settle.
He raised his head slightly, looking with reverence toward the figure in azure robes seated upon the imperial throne.
Ye Xuan's expression was gentle and serene. He had withdrawn the Immortal King's aura that, just moments ago, had seemed capable of crushing the ages, and his entire person now felt like a spring breeze.
Looking at this elder who had exhausted himself for the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, Ye Xuan's eyes held a trace of appreciation as he asked calmly, "Great Elder, you crossed realms today to visit my newly established Heavenly Court. What brings you here?"
Ye Xuan's voice echoed through the vast hall. It carried no hint of oppression, yet it filled Meng Tianzheng with a reverence that rose from the depths of his soul.
Meng Tianzheng drew a deep breath, striving to calm the surging blood and qi within him.
He knew that standing before him was a supreme Immortal King who had truly broken through the crippled laws of heaven and earth and stood at the pinnacle of the Immortal