Supreme Great Sun Heavenly Palace.
"Cough, cough... cough, cough, cough..."
Jiang Ding sat upon his throne, receiving the Supremes and Dao Children from across the seven star regions.
The lightning palm print still marked his chest. Through that terrifying wound, they could even faintly make out bones and part of his heart charred by lightning.
His face was pale, with none of its usual color.
He looked so frail he might die at any moment.
Yet none of the Supremes, not even the Eight-Tribulation Supremes, harbored a stray thought. Their hearts were full of loyalty and reverence. They did not dare so much as glance upward from the corners of their eyes, trembling as they strove to show their humility.
At the same time, a blazing ambition rose in every Supreme's heart.
It had taken no longer than the time needed to drink a cup of tea!
The festering affliction that had plagued the seven star regions for tens of millions of years—the many divine-path and Demon Race powers that had swallowed up their territory—had been swept away!
This was the True Immortal Heir of the human race.
This was the sign that humanity would flourish once more. Its future would surely shine brighter still. Another glorious Human Path Immortal Dynasty was about to rise beneath heaven and earth, carrying humanity's dominion to new heights.
To stand beneath such radiance was an honor for every human cultivator!
"We, your subjects,"
"Congratulate Your Majesty! In a single day, you wiped out the fiends of all seven star regions!"
The Limitless Sword Lord and the other Supremes proclaimed, "For the first time in thirty million years, the seven star regions are united. The fortunes of the Human Path flourish once more. This is all thanks to Your Majesty's wisdom and martial might,