The moment the words "Immortal Emperor" left his lips, the entire scene fell silent.
Bai Yishuang, the Great Elder, and the others all went pale.
No one could have imagined that Long Ziyang would have the nerve to blurt out "Immortal Emperor."
How could that be possible?
An Immortal Emperor so young—wouldn't that scare them to death?
They had only heard a few scattered words about Immortal Emperors. Ordinary scriptures couldn't even contain those two words. This was a realm beyond their reach, far too extraordinary.
Across an entire province, or even dozens of provinces, among countless ancient clans, immortal kingdoms, and Dao traditions, it was still rare to find a being like that!
"You little brat."
The Second Elder strode over angrily, grabbed Long Ziyang by the ear, and started dragging him away.
He looked at Hua Yunfei and Xia Qiuer. "I'm sorry. He's had too much to drink. Let me apologize on his behalf."
"Ow, that hurts!" Long Ziyang grimaced. "I'm perfectly sober. If we're going to guess, why not make a bold guess?"
"It's fine. He's right. If we're speculating, we might as well be bold." Hua Yunfei waved a hand, signaling for the Second Elder to let go.
The hierarchy in the Thirty-Three Heavens was far stricter than in the Three Thousand Dao Realms or any of the Great Universes.
Perhaps because the heavens here were so high, every cultivator felt reverence in their heart. They looked up to the heavens and dared not stray too far beyond the rules of the Dao.
If he had been born in the Thirty-Three Heavens, understood how high these heavens reached, and then left a little place like Tianmo Ridge, he too would have felt reverence and realized that the territories ahead were vast beyond imagination.
"This..." The Second