At the sight of this scene, Xiang Zai, Gu Miao, and Kongmeng were all startled.
But they quickly came to their senses.
It was that King!
At that moment, the other Mahayana cultivators who had not undergone the Eighty-one Tribulation also began to shout, one after another, "Our King is supremely wise and holy, with Heaven's decree upon his lips and the power to make his words law! Since time immemorial, he has remained imperishable and indestructible, reigning over all under Heaven!"
As their voices rang out, a mighty aura abruptly erupted beneath the dense forest.
Like a mountain flood bursting its banks, it sent the forest trembling and the birds and beasts shivering in fear.
The cultivation of these ordinary Mahayana Human Race cultivators surged at breakneck speed. In the blink of an eye, they ascended to a lofty, ethereal state and entered the Immortal Realm as well!
Xiang Zai, Gu Miao, and Kongmeng came to their senses. Without the slightest hesitation, they joined in: "Our King is supremely wise and holy, with Heaven's decree upon his lips and the power to make his words law! Since time immemorial, he has remained imperishable and indestructible, reigning over all under Heaven!"
As their praises rang out, they immediately sensed an immense, unseen power hanging above them—like authority, like reins, like a crown. It was solemn and weighty, bright and majestic, and fell upon their bodies and souls like a sweet rain.
In an instant, the three's cultivation soared. Their Dao bodies and souls entered a state beyond all telling, transforming in the blink of an eye.
It was as if they had broken out of their cocoons and become butterflies. Their auras became utterly flawless; every movement was free of the slightest imperfection. They, too, had ascended to the realm