Heaven and Earth fell silent, yet the Heaven Drum still resounded.
The man in linen robes stood upon the summit at the end of the Three Thousand Great Daos in the Chaos Sea. Endless chaotic winds passed through his body, flowing light scorched the heavens, and countless immortal realms fell into speechless silence.
He stood with his hands behind his back, the hem of his clothes gently lifting.
That linen robe seemed untouched even by the passage of time. That solitary back had already overshadowed every mark left across the ancient and modern ages of the Immortal Realm.
Heaven and Earth elevated him.
The Great Dao opened in full.
At this moment, all Three Thousand Dao Seas deep within the void rose into the air, transforming into Heavenly Rivers. Entwined in a reverse current, they bore him upward step by step.
No one knew what This One was ascending toward, nor where he was heading. Only an indescribable shock lingered in the hearts of all living beings, compelling them to bow deeply. Even supreme prodigies who called themselves peerless and had never lowered their heads were the same. It was a reverence that came from the depths of their bloodlines!
This feeling horrified and unsettled countless powerful cultivators, leaving their expressions complicated and vivid.
At this moment.
Chen Xun's steps were exceedingly slow, exceedingly steady.
With each step, the starlight of countless starfields answered him, brilliant enough to shock the world.
Countless laws, phenomena, Dao patterns, and auras of creation converged into an incomparably blazing "Proving Dao Tide," thrusting the entire Immortal Realm into an indescribable zenith of prosperity. Yet this scene did not seem as though he had risen to greatness because of the Immortal Realm...
Rather, the Immortal Realm had entered an extraordinary golden age because of him