Shen Yun became an Immortal King in a hundred years, breaking an eternal miracle in one stroke. From then on, he stood level with the heavens, revered by the Myriad Clans.
Before that towering figure, every giant present was utterly convinced. They stood respectfully with bowed backs. "We congratulate the Immortal King!"
The rise of a peerless Immortal King was an occasion of universal celebration for the entire Immortal Realm. Especially at a time when the Underworld Clan was pressing in with great force, it swept away the gloom and greatly bolstered morale.
Those Heavenly Prides who had once advanced shoulder to shoulder with Shen Yun felt a hundred emotions mingling in their hearts, filled with both pride and wistful sighs.
"To have an opponent like Brother Shen is the greatest fortune of my life." Cang Hao sighed toward the sky, speaking from the bottom of his heart.
"From now on, perhaps we should change how we address him."
At the side, Mu Hanyu's tone was complicated. Beyond her heartfelt delight lay an indescribable, inexpressible loneliness.
Shen Yun had now Proved Dao and Become King, stepping into the highest domain of the Immortal Dao. Even if he himself did not care, others still had to bow in solemn reverence. That was the respect the Dao Fruit of an Immortal King deserved.
Friendship might not fade with time, but the chasm of status and realm would ultimately cause them to drift farther and farther apart.
Little Martial Saint, Ouyang Qinghe, Shen Xiao, and the others understood this deeply. Suppressing the turmoil in their hearts, they offered their purest blessings to that white-robed figure.
On the other side, the Immortal Kings of the Heavenly Realm were similarly overjoyed, stroking their beards as they laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, I told you that good