With a thunderous boom in the sky, someone who should not have appeared suddenly arrived. It was beyond everyone's expectations. It was as if lightning had struck their brains, turning their thoughts into mush and leaving them unable to think.
Ancient Emperors above, Great Emperors above, were they hallucinating?
They said what one thought of by day, one dreamed of by night. But they had not been thinking of this person at all, so how could they dream of him? It seemed they were probably ill.
They closed their eyes, then opened them again. Nothing had changed. That person was still standing in the sky before the Golden Heavenly Maiden, like an incomparably majestic divine mountain that would never collapse.
How could it be him? How could it possibly be him? Why was it him again?!
"It's Eastern Immortal! Eastern Immortal has appeared! There can be no mistake about that aura. It's him, it's him, it's definitely him!"
Most of the cultivators who had come to watch this dispute between Ancient Emperor's Daughters had experienced that period more than a decade ago. Even Mo Xue, the Myriad Beginning Saint Son who had only risen in recent years, had begun cultivating fourteen years ago and had been secretly groomed by the Myriad Beginnings Holy Land. He already understood the ways of the world.
That had been Qin Sheng's era. No one in the world had failed to recognize him. People like Jiang Yifei and Yaoyue Kong had even met him in person many times.
Merely mentioning Qin Sheng's name had once placed endless pressure upon those so-called geniuses. Over the past fourteen years, that shadow had gradually faded.
But now that this figure stood tall in the sky once again, that familiar feeling had returned, as if nothing had ever changed.