A vast, surging chorus of voices.
Each was infused with majestic energy, mixed with immense patterns of laws.
The voices came from every direction.
Under normal circumstances, for any low-level cultivator to attempt to listen to these voices would be no different from facing a genuine "horror" incident head-on—their ranks simply did not match.
However.
These words of worship now quietly submitted before Ye Xiaoyao, just like the countless powerhouses kneeling reverently beneath the steps, still not daring to rise.
The Princess had only just ascended the throne.
Yet the display was already at its peak.
At the foot of the steps, led by Tianheng.
Three seven-source Supremes stood as examples.
The other ordinary Supreme Realm powerhouses naturally did not dare voice any objections.
Among these people were cultivators from the dark side who vaguely understood some of the situation.
There were also cultivators brought in later through the lure of benefits.
With powerhouses specifically responsible for screening and maintaining balance, there was no need to worry about traitors appearing among them.
At this moment.
One ordinary Supreme Realm powerhouse who had joined the organization through recruitment knelt roughly in the second-to-last row. Listening silently to the waves of worship rising and falling around him, he found the scene so horrifying that he did not dare lift his head. He could only speculate in his heart.
Just what kind of supreme powerhouse could gather the dozens of Supreme Realm experts present here? Even a two-source Supreme Realm cultivator like himself ranked only in the second-to-last tier among them all.
The indistinct figure at the very top of the steps.
Had remained silent from the very beginning, quietly enjoying everyone's submission.
Not a single person thought anything was amiss.
In fact.
Even the Supreme Realm cultivator who had just asked the