Venerable Qinghui

Yamu flew upward along the projection. It moved at a steady speed, giving him plenty of time to see the other flying rocks and the envious gazes of the immortals on the floating islands—some of them Eternal beings.

As he rose, the shackles holding him back as an immortal began to crack. The ones he had looked up to were now looking up at him. That brief ascent struck his spirit with a force unlike anything he had ever experienced.

That was why Guen had praised the Ascension Field. The Silver Crown Dragon Clan was a race steeped in authority. If its members could not shatter the gods and kings in their hearts, their achievements would end there. Yamu, however, quickly absorbed the shock and regained his composure, proving that he had genuine insight into the cultivation of the mind.

"Greetings, Master."

The moment Yamu landed on the island, he bowed to King Ao, who seemed to set the starry sky alight. King Ao appeared gentle, yet an air of aggression radiated from within. In Yamu's eyes, he was extraordinary—far more dazzling than the ordinary human on the other side, whom Yamu had strained to sense. Still, for a human to be here at all, he had to be exceptional too.

King Ao shifted slightly to the side and discreetly used divine power to turn the young fellow around. "King Mengshou is the host here."

"The host?" Yamu was astonished. Wasn't this the Ascension Field in the Qian Mountain Range, belonging to the Silver Crown Dragon Clan? How could—

"King Mengshou is an invincible Fengwang among humanity, and that holds true across the entire universe. I'm nowhere near his level." King Ao briefly explained the relationship between the floating islands and the Ascension Field, taking care to emphasize Guen's strengths