A young man in azure appeared in the Heavenly Beast Garden.
A terrifying aura rose and fell around him. It was the aura of authority over a branch of the Great Dao's rules. It suppressed the four directions and smoothed away the upheaval in heaven and earth caused by the four Supremes, yet affected nothing beyond them—not a flower, not a blade of grass, not even a speck of dust.
Authority over a branch of the Great Dao's rules!
A Supreme!
A newly ascended Supreme!
For an instant, the many Supremes and Daoist Heirs felt dazed. Yet none of them found it strange, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
The Pure-Yang Sword Heir had made his name more than two hundred thousand years ago. That was so long ago that he belonged to history.
He was a renowned figure of the previous generation.
His Spirit-Sealing Forbidden Domain, the Grand Dream Sword Realm, had existed for more than two hundred thousand years. Even celestials had lived and died through several generations, let alone Void Refining and Spirit Transformation cultivators. The beings of the entire Fallen Immortal Realm had passed through countless cycles, while the mortal world had seen seas turn to mulberry fields time and again.
For someone like him to ascend to Supreme was only natural.
This Supreme had come bearing killing intent that reached the heavens. It brought back everyone's memories of the battle more than two hundred thousand years ago, when all the Fallen Immortal Realm's prodigies had fought with everything they had.
Seven-Kill Supreme, Thunder Sun Supreme, and the others watched coldly, saying nothing.
"Greetings,"
"Senior Great Sun Supreme!"
The Heavenly Beast Daoist Heir, Seven-Kill Daoist Heir, Alchemy-Heaven Daoist Heir, and the others bowed their heads respectfully.
He was a senior of