Time was the most powerful and merciless force in the world. In the brief span of a few thousand years, it had turned many views within the Immortal Alliance upside down.
Now, absurd claims quietly circulated through the Immortal Domain: Jiang Yun and the Double-Pupiled Immortal King were nothing special. Some even considered Di Cang and Tai Yin far inferior to Immortal King Chu Xuan.
The ridiculous thing was that people actually believed these baseless claims.
Amid wave after wave of fawning praise, even Immortal King Chu Xuan began to grow light-headed. Little by little, he started believing the exaggerations himself.
It was as though Jiang Yun and the Double-Pupiled Immortal King had owed all their former might to the Emperor Spear, and without it, Chu Xuan was the one who stood invincible beneath heaven.
Now that the Sea of Realms was calm, the Double-Pupiled Immortal King was still recovering from his severe wounds. Jiang Yun was likely gravely injured too, and had even fallen into darkness.
Who could contend with him?
Keep swelling with pride. A million years will be enough to wear away most traces of Dao Origin in this world.
Jiang Yun stood with his hands behind his back. His gaze seemed to pierce the endless void as he used the Source Ring to quietly sense what was happening within the Immortal Alliance.
Without the Dao Origin Faction to keep them in check, and with the Double-Pupiled Immortal King's mountain-like pressure nowhere to be seen, the Immortal Kings of the Alliance seemed to grow ever more imposing.
As though, after this brief peace, they had become the masters of heaven and earth.
As the saying went, "High station nurtures a commanding air." Though Immortal King Chu Xuan was formidable, he had indeed been the weakest of the