Zhuo Guang Lake.
A thin mist pervaded the lake's surface like a veil of gauze. Towering trees stood along the shore, their reflections faintly visible in the water, as though countless illusions were rippling within it.
At times, the lake water was as gentle as the newly risen sun, glimmering with a faint orange-red hue. At other times, it was as profound as the purple sky before nightfall, exuding a mysterious tranquility.
A figure gradually emerged in the lake's reflection. His appearance was like a phantom within the water, slowly taking shape—it was none other than the regal Three-Eyed Emperor.
The disdain and battle intent in his eyes had long since vanished, replaced by an endless calm that bore the marks of ages gone by.
Tap...
Light footsteps sounded. A White-Clothed Man wearing a spirit-stone pendant approached, his brows slightly lowered as he cupped his fists. "Chen Xun pays respects to the Three-Eyed Emperor."
The Three-Eyed Emperor's gaze deepened slightly, but he did not turn around. "Five Elements Dao Ancestor, seeing you today proves that the rumors from the Star Sea Frontier were not false. A mere avatar fought for ten years and slew two hundred Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Lords."
A faint lake-lit gleam rippled in Chen Xun's eyes. He merely smiled. It was all in the past; why bring it up again?
"Have you already seen through my identity?"
With his hands behind his back, the Three-Eyed Emperor slowly turned. Every word he spoke rang full and forceful. "It is rare indeed to see a Dao Ancestor lower his head."
"Your Majesty is an immortal. In this great age of cultivation, one naturally must honor Immortal Dao Etiquette."
Chen Xun's voice drifted like mist, his bearing beside the lake exceptionally detached. He continued, "Your Majesty is also the first