Being forced by Sage Kong to sign the Non-Aggression Treaty had been a genuine defeat. They accepted it wholeheartedly and did not consider it a disgrace.
But bowing their heads to Fang Yun was something they could not accept.
"Should we charge up there?" asked a thickheaded Tiger Sage.
The other sages glanced at that Tiger Sage.
"I think we should take our time and devise a plan," said the Fox Sage.
As though they had agreed beforehand, the sages all nodded, then slowly retreated.
Within the endless starry sky.
Eight Demon Barbarian Great Sages stared blankly at Fang Yun's colossal image for a long time. Their faces flushed crimson as they jumped with rage and unleashed torrents of curses, making the stars tremble and space shatter. Yet Fang Yun's colossal image in the starry sky smiled.
Across the Four Seas of the Saint Origin Continent, the waters surged, and terrifying Dragon Sage auras roiled through them.
The Eastern Sea settled first, followed by the Southern Sea and Northern Sea. Only the Western Sea continued churning for a long time before slowly calming.
Throughout the Myriad Worlds, wherever intelligent beings lived, a colossal white figure of Fang Yun formed from light inevitably appeared.
Countless voices echoed in various places.
"This human is far too arrogant!"
"Hmph. With upheaval sweeping the heavens, let us tolerate him for now."
"A new Half-Sage of the Human Race? Interesting."
"Could he be that Fang Nation-Queller who pioneered the Political Way?"
"Why does this human look so much like the Emperor Race? I must go through our race's oldest records."
"A mere Half-Sage, yet so brazen! It seems the time has come to let those newborn races know the terror of us Ninety-Nine Heads. Our race has lain silent for years; we ought to rise!