After the immortal envoy finished proclaiming the decree, Huang Tian took it from his hands.
"True Lord, a seal of office and a ceremonial whip have also been bestowed upon you," the envoy said politely.
Two beautiful female cultivators of the Yang Spirit realm stepped forward behind him. One carried a seal that gave off a faint glow; the other carried a long, dark whip. It looked stern and imposing, and was a Sixth Stage magic treasure.
It was no Seventh Stage immortal treasure, which was only natural. Such treasures were mostly held by mighty Heavenly Immortals and Golden Immortals, or else fused with someone who had ascended to immortality.
Huang Tian took the seal first and hung it at his waist. His attire changed at once, a dark robe settling over his shoulders. With the slightest sense of it, he knew the robe could ward off water, dust, and fire.
He took the whip next. It felt featherlight in his hand, yet in truth was as heavy as a thousand mountains. If he swung it, an ordinary Great Vehicle cultivator would be injured by a graze and killed by a direct blow.
Seeing the young True Immortal before him clad in his robe and equipped with the whip, every inch an imposing figure, the envoy smiled. "True Lord, you may bid your teachers and friends farewell. This humble official will wait here."
"Sorry for the trouble."
With that, Huang Tian flew back to Mysterious Cave Mountain. The disciples there grew excited at once, their eyes lighting up.
"Senior Brother Huang already had the bearing of gold and jade. Now, dressed in an immortal robe with a seal at his waist, he looks even more magnificent!"
"Southern Demon-Slaying True Lord! Judging by that title, won't Senior Brother oversee all demon-slaying