This was merely the consensus among the earliest batch of experts who had entered the Sumeru Realm.
As for Heaven Supremes, they normally kept to themselves and had no reason to fear anyone. Relatively speaking, they did not take this so-called Lord of Awakening seriously.
But clearly, some people had indeed forgotten why the Sumeru Realm had lain dormant for tens of thousands of years—and why, even after all that time, no Heaven Supreme had ever awakened it.
The most straightforward reason was that it was a thankless task.
Even if one could draw upon the power of the continent, it was still no small expenditure for a Heaven Supreme.
The Sumeru Realm had indeed been a good place since ancient times, but no one would yield territory to you simply because you had revived it. What needed to be fought over would still be fought over.
Moreover, the Sumeru Realm was now truly a borderland of the Great Thousand World, directly adjacent to the territory occupied by the Outer Domain Evil Race.
And who would be willing to face the Outer Domain Evil Race surging like a tide? Naturally, no one.
Now that someone had broken through to the Heaven Supreme realm in the Sumeru Realm and awakened this place, people naturally came flooding in.
The title Lord of Awakening, which carried a hint of reverence among Earthly Supremes, was nothing more than the name of a lucky sucker in the eyes of other Heaven Supremes.
But now, who exactly was the unlucky sucker was truly hard to say.
As the radiance of the Dharma Image behind him grew ever more intense, mountains within a thousand miles of the Mysterious Lord rose like swords being drawn from their sheaths, wild winds coiling around them. After a moment, his eyes