The Eternal Great Dragon roared in all directions, its voice piercing the nine heavens and echoing through Nine Nethers. The Divine Pearls glittered as they rose and fell amid the primordial energy of Myriad Heavens.
Above the Immortal Transformation Pool, radiant light shimmered. Mist swirled, illusion and reality intertwined, as though it were a gateway to another world leading directly into the supreme Immortal Realm.
Yet none of these phenomena mattered anymore. The heroes of the Beidou Five Regions had no time to look elsewhere. Every gaze fell upon the man who had descended like a heavenly god.
Eastern Immortal!
No one could forget him. Even though only a short time had passed, the moment Qin Sheng reappeared, the image in everyone's memories immediately came vividly alive.
Those legendary deeds, each like something out of mythology, seemed as though they had happened only yesterday. Even if Qin Sheng had died, his story could have been sung for countless years and used by later generations as an example when teaching disciples.
During the days Qin Sheng had been gone, as Beidou's younger generation advanced in cultivation, the closer they came to the level Eastern Immortal had once reached, the more shocked they became.
When others could accomplish things at the same realm that you could not, that was when the gap between you truly became clear.
But how could Eastern Immortal be here? How could he possibly appear here? Shouldn't he have died beyond the domain?
A fat Daoist in the crowd looked as if he had been struck by an immobilization spell. He stared blankly at the sky, looking as miserable as if he had swallowed three dead children.
"Is this really Beidou? Could it be that this Daoist master is actually still in Ziwei, and everything I've experienced lately