The King of Creation stood amid Chaos, his eyes, which had pierced through the ages, fixed steadily upon the fourteen young people before him.
Silence.
A long silence.
Chaotic currents slowly surged around him. That divine thought which had lingered for hundreds of billions of years could not utter a single word at this moment.
He had lived too long and seen too much.
He had seen masters and disciples turn against each other over supreme treasures. He had seen disciples murder their masters and annihilate their ancestors for a single cultivation art. He had seen disciples abandon everything without hesitation to climb to lofty positions.
He had thought that nothing in this world could move him anymore.
Yet today, these fourteen young people had spoken the firmest refusal in the calmest tones!
One step into the Taboo Domain!
Saving countless years of bitter cultivation!
Such terms were enough to drive any Heaven's Pride of the Eternal Immortal Realm mad, enough to make old monsters who had lived through countless Epochs smash their heads bloody in a fight to seize them!
That was the Taboo Domain!
It was equivalent to a Celestial Court divine general!
An existence that could sweep the world and stand invincible!
Forget young Heaven's Prides—even some old monsters who had lived for a hundred billion years, including the lords of the Celestial Court's Ten Great Heaven Realms, would turn on each other completely!
Yet they had refused.
They had refused so decisively, so calmly, so... naturally.
"Good."
He spoke a single word.
"Very good."
He opened his eyes, his gaze beginning with Zhuge Feng and passing over them one by one, as though he wished to carve those fourteen faces deep into this wisp of divine thought that was about to dissipate.
"On the path of