As they whispered among themselves, Chen Xun had already reached the banquet grounds where the many beings of the Small Realms had gathered.
His arrival was like a pebble cast into a placid lake, stirring ring after ring of ripples.
Everyone present—whether great War Realm Camp generals like Baili Wentian, Domain cultivators who silently rose to their feet, or great demons, barbarians, and beings from countless other realms—straightened at that moment, their gazes converging upon that figure.
Chen Xun's eyes met theirs. His was a gaze tempered by the passage of years, steady and profound.
Step...
Chen Xun's footsteps echoed through the banquet grounds, heavy with the sediment of time. He walked slowly, each step seeming to cross countless mountains and seas.
In that instant, his footsteps seemed louder than any other sound, striking straight at their hearts!
The beings of every Domain stood in two rows. Chen Xun's gaze moved continuously across them, and every face brimmed with emotion: excitement, anticipation, tragic resolve, determination...
Suddenly, a resounding voice shattered the silence.
A tall, imposing man clad in silver battle armor clasped his fists toward Chen Xun. His voice boomed like a great bell as he spoke, "Domain War Realm Camp, Blue Wolf, pays respects to the Domain Pioneers!"
His voice reverberated through the banquet grounds, every word filled with strength and reverence. Chen Xun heard it, and a fierce tremor rose within his heart. He slowly returned the salute, his words ringing with force:
"Domain Gan Kingdom, ancestor of the Five Aggregates Sect, Chen Xun! Greetings, fellow Daoist!"
When his words fell, his footsteps did not stop. He continued onward.
Immediately afterward, another voice rang out. "Domain Immortal Sect, Elder Greenwind, pays respects to the Domain Pioneers!"
It was an elder draped in long robes. His voice was exceptionally