Bai He led the way, floating down from high above with over a hundred Immortal Kings behind him.
Behind him, Chen Yong, Mo Xuan, Yue Hua, and over a hundred other Immortal Kings who each ruled a region stood in orderly formation.
"Bai He of Floating Net Heaven, together with the kings of the Immortal Realm, pays his respects to the Imperial Lord!"
"We pay our respects to the Imperial Lord!"
After those ten years of purging, there had long since ceased to be a second voice in the entire Immortal Realm. Only Si Chen's remained.
It would not have been an exaggeration to say he had unified the Immortal Realm, though Si Chen had never had any intention of doing so.
The sight left the Si Household members on Rear Mountain utterly dumbfounded.
The siblings Si Ming and Si Qing watched the Immortal Realm army in the sky, its soldiers wreathed in immortal light, bow in worship before their elder brother. Their eyes nearly popped out of their heads.
Big brother... just what sort of business were you doing in the Immortal Realm?!
"Fellow Daoists, please rise. You have traveled far. Thank you for your efforts."
Si Chen raised a hand slightly, and a gentle force steadily lifted the Immortal Kings to their feet.
"Thank you, Imperial Lord!"
Bai He was the first to stand, walking forward with a smile.
Yet the instant Bai He approached, Si Chen's gaze suddenly lingered on him.
"Oh?"
Si Chen looked Bai He up and down, a faint smile touching his lips.
"Fellow Daoist Bai He, your aura... seems somewhat different from before."
At those words, the surrounding Immortal Kings paused, then turned toward Bai He in confusion.
Bai He did not conceal it. Or rather, he had intended to be honest with