Chu Kuangren and the others made no attempt to conceal their Emperor auras as they swept mightily past the various orthodoxies and forbidden lands. Every cultivator on Firmament Star knew that someone from the Mystic Heaven Sect had become an Emperor!!
And not one or two, but three!!
No Emperor had appeared on Firmament Star for over a hundred thousand years, yet now three had appeared at once. It was more than anyone could take.
The Mystic Heaven Sect was practically defying the heavens.
"How arrogant."
On a certain mountain peak, a middle-aged man watched Chu Kuangren, Murong Xuan, and the others sweep overhead and could not help snorting softly.
A sword hung at his waist, sharp Sword Qi radiated from his body, and an immensely powerful Emperor's pressure faintly emanated from him.
As Chu Kuangren passed, the two exchanged a glance, then looked away without any further interaction.
Beside the middle-aged man stood a refined man dressed in blue like a scholar, holding a fan. He smiled and said, "There's a fine saying in the mortal world: to gain wealth and honor without returning home is like wearing embroidered robes in the dark. The same goes for the cultivation world. Once you've become an Emperor, of course you have to show off a little."
"Hmph. I'm just afraid that, as a new Emperor, he'll take his showing off too far."
"Fellow Daoist Jian Feng, I know your Sword Clan has some grievances with this man, but you've been an Emperor for over a hundred thousand years. Between Emperors, there's no need to take such trifles to heart. This man is no simple figure. Though he's a new Emperor, he gives me an unfathomable feeling. Don't go provoking him."
The refined man in blue smiled faintly as he spoke.
Jian