The moment Liu Changxu and Zhang Hao returned to the Myriad Forms Sect, millions of Human Race cultivators erupted in deafening cheers. Their voices surged like raging waves, one after another, rolling on without end.
Many low-level cultivators wore fervent expressions as they knelt to offer their thanks. In their eyes, Liu Changxu was the great hero who had turned back the raging tide and snatched them from the brink of death.
Liu Changxu had never imagined that the cultivators would be so enthusiastic. He looked at Zhang Hao beside him, somewhat at a loss.
Yet Liu Changxu truly had not expected Zhang Hao to bow solemnly to him as well, offering his thanks in earnest:
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Immortal Emperor, for stepping forward so righteously to save us. On behalf of the Myriad Forms Sect's hundreds of millions of disciples, I offer Your Majesty our sincerest and deepest gratitude!"
Seeing this, Liu Changxu hurried forward to help him up, saying repeatedly:
"Elder, there is no need for such a grand gesture! Coming here was merely my duty as a member of the Human Race. It was nothing."
"No, Your Majesty. This time, you saved not only the Myriad Forms Sect, but the entire Human Race as well. Without you, I fear our Human Race would have been wiped from Sea God Star."
Zhang Hao spoke with grave earnestness.
Just then, a host of Tribulation Transcendence Realm experts hurried over, including Chu Ping, Grand Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Mystery Sect; Zhang Liansong, Grand Supreme Elder of the Sea-Calming Sect; Wuming, Grand Supreme Elder of the Ten-Thousand Buddha Temple; and Zhao Jinpeng, Grand Supreme Elder of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty.
With respectful expressions, they formed orderly ranks and bowed to Liu Changxu, their words brimming with sincere