The Seven Great Immortal Lords' Regrets!

The moment Li Qingshan appeared, hundreds of thousands of gazes in Chosen Plaza turned toward him in unison.

"Is he Li Qingshan? How did he suppress the seven great prodigies and claim the top spot?"

"He must have obtained an immense opportunity in the Chosen Secret Realm. Maybe he was simply absurdly lucky!"

"One cannot judge a man by his appearance. Five million points—nearly two million more than Yun Yi. That is not something luck alone can achieve."

"What opportunity do you think he found on the Divine Mountain? The reward on the eighth floor was already a ninth-grade immortal sword. If he truly reached the ninth floor..."

"The ninth floor? No one has reached it in three million years. How could someone at the early Golden Immortal realm possibly do it? Still, even if he only reached the end of the eighth floor, he would already be the foremost person in three million years."

"What if he truly obtained the Immortal King's inheritance and became the Chosen One?"

"Hiss? The Chosen One? How could that be possible?"

"If that were true, wouldn't the seven great immortal sects fight until their heads broke?"

Discussion rose and fell without cease.

On the elevated platform at the edge of the plaza, Emperor Chu and Tantai Xuanji stood side by side.

Listening to the surrounding waves of discussion, a hint of complicated emotion flashed through both their eyes.

Naturally, they hoped Li Qingshan had obtained the Immortal King's inheritance, but they understood even more clearly that if it were true, Li Qingshan would immediately become the hottest—and also the most dangerous—figure in all of Supreme Emperor Heaven.

After all, who would not be tempted by an Immortal King's inheritance?

Freewheeling King Li Hanjiang stood on another elevated platform, his face livid.

His fingers