"A drop of genuine quasi-immortal emperor blood!"
Of all the gains from slaying Wushang with his sword, this was the greatest. Lin Xian carefully collected it in the Rotten Wooden Chest, making no rash attempt to refine it. He could withstand Immortal King-level darkness, but he remained deeply wary of Quasi-Emperor-level corrosion.
Water could extinguish fire, certainly, but a fire that filled the sky could likewise evaporate water. Assimilation and corrosion existed side by side.
Lin Xian put away the blood, and a golden avenue formed beneath his feet, spanning the Heavenly Abyss and sweeping across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. He looked down upon all things like an emperor surveying his own dominion.
Countless cultivators bowed in worship. Beings of every race prayed devoutly, calling out his true name and offering their sincere faith power.
Though Lin Xian was no emperor, this great achievement surpassed those of his predecessors. In the eyes of the world, he was no different from one-the true king of the Nine Heavens.
"Supreme Tianxuan Heavenly Emperor, we have come to pay our respects at the command of the kings of the Immortal Realm."
In the end, even the immortals of the Immortal Realm came out of the city to welcome him. They bowed with the utmost ceremony, their expressions exceedingly humble, without the slightest airs of True Immortals from the Upper Realm.
"I have yet to transcend the King Realm. I am unworthy of the title Heavenly Emperor."
Lin Xian said calmly, "Across the long ages, there has been more than one Emperor-Fall Era. If one rashly establishes a Heavenly Court without becoming an Immortal Emperor, it will fall in the end. History will remember only a false emperor."
The scalps of those from the Immortal Realm prickled. What did this inconceivably powerful