The several Supreme Beings of Emperor Pass felt as though they had fallen into an icy hell. During the Chaotic Ancient Era, even a single Remnant Immortal could command the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and suppress the sacred Stone Clan into Sin Blood. Let alone an Immortal Dao expert like Lin Xian—his aura was vast and mighty, truly like a universe collapsing from above, or an Immortal King seated high in the Ninth Heaven, looking down upon the mortal world, beyond all direct gaze.
Their bodies began to tremble, and they could not help wanting to kneel in worship. It was suppression from a higher level of life, an instinctive fear, like a lone wolf encountering the king of beasts.
"Please forgive us, my lord!"
The Supremes of Emperor Pass were deeply terrified. They believed Lin Xian was very likely some great figure who had returned from the Sea of Realms, someone connected to the Frontier Desolate Seven Kings, who might have left the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths for more than a single era.
The Sea of Realms was incomparably mysterious. Since ancient times, countless powerful cultivators, after reaching the peak of cultivation in their home worlds, had invariably headed toward that sea and crossed the Dam World to continue onward. Some sought an opportunity for breakthrough, while others bore the world in their hearts and wished to quell the Black Calamity.
Yet from the Emperor-Fall Era until now, there had never been an answer. Thus, some had fallen beyond that sea, while others had abandoned their exploration and returned to their homelands.
Those peerless experts who returned often brought earth-shaking changes, because they had left their home worlds for too long. Either their temperaments had changed drastically, or their homelands had become utterly unrecognizable. They could not