The Son of the Void's Ugly Display; Everyone in the Pangu Sect Had the Makings of a Monarch

Although several thousand years had passed,

Chu Kuangren's prestige in the Great World of Hongmeng had not diminished in the slightest. On the contrary, it grew ever greater with time.

That was because the Hongmeng Divine Ranking kept releasing rankings, and he repeatedly took first place.

Though he remained out of sight, his name spread throughout the heavens.

Chu Kuangren had practically become this era's greatest legend!

Now that he had appeared, the cultivators of the Myriad Races erupted into an uproar.

"It's Chu Kuangren! He's here!"

"Heavens, he's the one who topped the Human Race Divine Son Ranking, Formation Ranking, Artifact Refining Ranking, Ultimate Dao Ranking, Divine Sword Ranking, and all those other rankings?!"

"His bearing truly is unparalleled."

"Heavens, he's far too handsome."

The cultivators of the Myriad Races looked at Chu Kuangren in utter wonder.

Some female cultivators were positively dazzled and entranced.

Among them, however, quite a few had cold hatred in their eyes.

They included the Son of the Void, Zhuyang, and even Dao Lingtian, a fellow human.

There were also some beings hidden from view.

"Chu Kuangren, you've finally shown yourself."

"We haven't met for thousands of years, but my hatred for you has only grown."

Chu Kuangren seemed to sense the hateful gazes directed at him, but he paid them no mind. He had seen far too many such gazes.

"You say that the Human Race is unworthy of being the protagonists of heaven and earth. Who are you to say such things?" Chu Kuangren swept his gaze across the cultivators of the various races.

A trace of cold Sword Intent lay in his eyes.

Everyone who met his gaze was involuntarily cowed.

Even Monarchs felt their hearts tremble.

"It's been thousands of years. I wonder what level his cultivation has reached now,