Within the Fu Shi Sect.
Chen Xun walked alone along a broad avenue of formations. From every direction, above and below, junior disciples of every race gazed at him and cupped their fists in salute, holding their breath.
The instant he set foot upon the sect's mountains and rivers, the surging aura of the earth veins froze. The revolutions of countless secret realms within the sect fell silent at that very moment. Yet the aura spilling forth between the Five Elements threw the sun and moon into imbalance, and even the radiance did not dare shine upon him.
The wondrousness of that aura made the expressions of several sect immortals shift slightly, though their eyes held even more comfort and emotion.
At this time, quite a few young cultivators stood in the distant sky. Watching that figure casually carry a demon beast into the sect, they sharply sucked in cold breaths.
"This Eldest Senior Brother has such a powerful sense of oppression..."
"A legendary figure from ten thousand years ago. I never thought I would see his true face today—what joy."
"I heard this man's legends in the Great Demon World. For ten thousand years, they have not dared send troops against the Taiyi Great World. It seems that was because of Eldest Senior Brother's existence."
A prodigy of the Demon Race spoke slowly, his hairs standing on end. Upon saying this, quite a few sect prodigies turned to look at him. They had been born in the Taiyi Great World and could not hear news from other Great Worlds.
Suddenly.
Chen Xun's gaze calmly swept across the surroundings. In an instant, every sect disciple felt that Eldest Senior Brother had gazed at them, and their expressions grew even more excited.
"Pay homage to Eldest Senior Brother!"
"Pay homage to