The Great Sun Sword Heir sat high upon his throne.
One hand rested on his sword hilt as he quietly watched the dozen or so Dao Heirs of the Fallen Immortal Realm. No one knew what he was thinking.
The rules of the Fallen Immortal Realm sang for him, and the Human Race Heavenly Dao shone for him, giving rise to all manner of visions. It was as though he had been born to rule the Fallen Immortal Realm.
The scene was so harmonious, so natural.
As though
he had always been the Fallen Immortal Realm's supreme ruler, the sovereign of every Dao Heir.
"You..."
The Heavenly Horse Dao Heir shuddered and looked up at the throne, as if he had realized something. "Are you a Dao Heir of the future Fallen Realm?"
The pupils of the Congfa Dao Heir and the others contracted.
The other Dao Heirs of the present were powerful, certainly, but none were this powerful. Nor did any of them have such a close connection to the Fallen Immortal Realm.
It was as though this place were his home, while they, its native inhabitants, were the outsiders.
A Dao Heir of the Fallen Immortal Realm!
This was the sovereign who would rule the Fallen Immortal Realm in the future!
There was no answer.
Since arriving, this Dao Heir had remained deep in thought, paying the others little attention.
A long time passed.
His deductions came to an end.
"Tell me,"
"about the True Immortal Heirs."
Jiang Ding turned his gaze to the Congfa Dao Heir and spoke evenly.
A chill abruptly swept through the Congfa Dao Heir.
Even his soul trembled against his will. He felt like a mortal facing a primordial beast, his mind suffocating in an instant.
He had never been a good-tempered man.