Take the Myriad Monster Queen, for example. While that queen was alive, no one dared to challenge even a fraction of her edge. While the Myriad Monster Queen lived, every demon king in the Myriad Monster Nation bowed their heads and obeyed; external sect forces likewise shrank back step by step, retreating step by step. That so-called Buddha Lord had not even dared to leave the mountain.
Then there was the founding king of the Great Feng Kingdom after the Myriad Monster Queen vanished. He suppressed the age of sects and swept out a bright and clear heaven and earth, laying the foundation for the Great Feng Kingdom's current strength for the present Great Feng King.
Other than those two, any Profound Immortal at the pinnacle who had appeared throughout the river of history had been someone capable of making waves within that river.
It was only that such masters were often fleeting as an epiphyllum blooming for a single night, vanishing without a trace before long.
After the first Great Feng King disappeared, no existence at the pinnacle of the Profound Immortal realm appeared again for several centuries.
Yet today, within a tiny sect that no one paid attention to, the aura of a pinnacle Profound Immortal emerged from an old man whom everyone had mistaken for a madman, descending upon the world once more.
A grave expression appeared on the Great Feng King's face. An existence at the pinnacle of the Profound Immortal realm was incomparable to ordinary Profound Immortals. The Golden Immortal realm was known as the stage where the Great Dao descended into completion, while a pinnacle Profound Immortal had already glimpsed the gateway to the Great Dao and could no longer be mentioned in the same breath as an ordinary Profound Immortal.
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