A young yet majestic voice came from the Supreme Ancestral Land, like a born emperor demanding answers from rebels who dared question him.
"That voice came from the Ancestral Land."
A Dao Ancestor of the Underworld shouted, his expression filled with excitement.
He had heard the voice of the Ancestral Land again and felt its presence.
"We must pay our respects."
All the other Dao Ancestors of the Underworld, save a scant few, prostrated themselves.
Before, these Dao Ancestors had merely knelt before the Ancestral Land's Imperial Edict. Now they lay flat as though facing a true Immortal Emperor, paying their respects with the most solemn of bows.
The Dao Ancestors of the other Ancient Origin Lands did the same, bowing with utmost solemnity beneath that young, majestic voice.
If they had harbored any doubts before, hearing that voice call himself "this emperor" swept them all away.
How would anyone dare call himself that without becoming an Immortal Emperor?
The Ancestral Land had the strictest rules. Anyone who dared overstep was certain to die.
Besides, the fact that he could issue an Imperial Edict from the Ancestral Land on his own proved he was a figure of immense standing.
"You aren't a true Immortal Emperor. You're only infinitely close to that realm.
What gives you the right to call yourself 'this emperor'?"
Jiang Yun refused to accept it. He had already seen through the other man completely.
Countless ages separated the Ancestral Land from the Ancient Underworld. With the Sacrificial Sea between them, even the River of Ages could not fully connect the two places.
Yet Jiang Yun's gaze met that of the young man who called himself "this emperor," and each discerned the other's strength.
"Several Immortal Emperors have witnessed it together: I am about to break through, and