After Lu Xuan sealed the Primordial Gate, he did not linger long in the Ancient Realm.
He knew full well that the Golden Crow Clan needed him to hold command, and that the Immortal Domain also required stability within.
After briefly discussing follow-up matters with allies such as Immortal King Wuzhong and the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit, he led the Golden Crow clansmen and the Immortal Domain reinforcements onto the road back to the Immortal Domain.
And when news of their triumphant return spread—especially the specific details of that battle which had decided fate itself—it swept out like a cosmic storm.
All the heavens and myriad worlds fell into unprecedented shock and uproar!
Immortal Domain, Ten Thousand Daos Starry Sky Pavilion.
This place once again became the focal point where the divine senses of all Immortal Kings converged.
But the atmosphere was completely different from when they had previously debated whether to send aid. It was filled with indescribably complex emotions—shock, reverence, relief, and even a trace of lingering fear.
As those who had personally experienced it, Immortal King Pan and Immortal King Hunyuan shared the battlefield images and their own sensations through divine sense.
When they saw Lu Xuan crush the Saber King’s blade of laws with one hand, transform into the Eastern Emperor dharma idol, and forcefully clash against three dark giants,
then finally unleash Chaos Opening the Heavens to grievously wound those giants and hunt down the Immortal Kings of the Foreign Domain,
all the Immortal Kings, including those most ancient and unfathomable existences, sank into a long silence.
“…With his power alone, he repelled three dark giants who were suspected to have touched the domain of imperial radiance… and slew more than seven Immortal Kings of the Foreign Domain in formation…”
Immortal King Qingmu murmured to himself. At some unknown point, the jade cup in his hand had turned to powder, yet he remained completely unaware.
“The Chaos Bell… the Eastern Emperor dharma idol… and that final power that opened up the embryonic form of a universe…”
The innate divination patterns on Immortal King Xuangui’s tortoise shell flashed wildly, yet in the end, they returned to a state of chaos.
“This Dao is no longer something we can fathom. His battle power is likely… already unparalleled in the Immortal Domain.”
Strange light flickered again and again in Immortal King Qingwei’s beautiful eyes. The last trace of desire in her heart to compare herself with other Immortal Kings also vanished completely like smoke.
All that remained was pure admiration, and a thread of relief—relief that she had chosen to befriend him rather than make him an enemy.
Even the ever-irascible Immortal King Hunyuan let out a muffled sigh at this moment.
“Back then, I thought he was arrogant… Looking at it now, he had the capital to be arrogant! From now on, the Immortal Domain may have to honor him as supreme!”
On Immortal King Wudao’s eternally unchanging face, a complicated smile also appeared.
“For the Golden Crow Clan to produce such a true dragon is the fortune of the Immortal Domain, and also the fortune of the heavens. After this battle, darkness and the Foreign Domain will surely tremble at the sound of his name. Our Immortal Domain should seize this opportunity to thoroughly integrate our forces and honor Fellow Daoist Lu Xuan as… the leader of the Immortal Domain!”
“The leader of the Immortal Domain!”
Immortal King Pan was the first to echo him, his voice solemn.
“I second this!”
“It is only right!”
This time, there was no longer any voice of opposition.
Absolute strength had won absolute respect and status.
Though Lu Xuan was not present, his invincible prestige had already quietly established his supreme authority in the Immortal Domain!
The Golden Crow ancestral land, meanwhile, had fallen into eternal revelry and pride!
When Lu Xuan’s figure crossed the sea of stars and returned, the entire clan—from the aged elders on the verge of decline to the little Golden Crows who had only just taken human form—all prostrated themselves on the ground and let out the most fervent, most devout cries!
“Respectfully welcoming the Immortal King’s triumphant return!”
“The Immortal King’s divine might shall shine through eternity!”
The newly born Fusang Divine Tree erupted with unprecedentedly dazzling radiance, as if welcoming its sovereign.
The ten elders who had presided over the grand formation were so excited that tears streamed down their faces.
They had personally participated in that great battle, and understood even more clearly how difficult and powerful the Immortal King had been!
Lu Xuan looked at the seething clan.
His heart filled with gratification. He raised his hand slightly, and a gentle force lifted all the clansmen to their feet.
“This battle’s merit does not belong to me alone. It also relied on the diligence of all clansmen, and on the grand formation displaying its might.”
After offering a few words of encouragement, he once again entered the depths of the Ancient Sun Cave to enter seclusion.
The gains from this battle were immense. He needed time to thoroughly digest them, stabilize the conception of chaos nurturing the sun, and repair his losses.
And the name “Golden Crow Immortal King Lu Xuan” was no longer merely that of the leader of a powerful force in the Immortal Domain.
It had truly become a symbol—a symbol of invincibility.
A guardian symbol capable of holding up the heavens and shaking the earth in an age of dark turmoil!
In the Primordial Ancient Realm, the surviving beings who had escaped disaster, amid grief and reconstruction, regarded Lu Xuan even more as a savior-like existence.
In countless ruined cities and tribes, statues of Lu Xuan began to be erected spontaneously—sometimes as a dignified human figure, sometimes as a Golden Crow spreading its wings, and sometimes as a majestic figure shrouded in chaotic qi and sunlight.
Before the statues, incense burned without end, carrying the survivors’ most sincere gratitude and faith.
“If not for His Majesty the Eastern Emperor, the Ancient Realm would already have perished!”
“He was the one who blocked the most terrifying dark giants!”
“Long live His Majesty the Eastern Emperor!”
“Eastern Emperor,” the honored title that Immortal King Wuzhong had once promised him, spread without any prompting, swiftly reaching every corner of the Ancient Realm.
It became Lu Xuan’s appellation in this realm, and his prestige even faintly surpassed that of Immortal King Wuzhong and the other ancient native guardians.
Immortal King Wuzhong, Immortal King Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the others felt not the slightest dissatisfaction at this. On the contrary, they were happy to see it happen.
They knew full well that after this battle, the karma between Lu Xuan and the Ancient Realm had become inextricably linked.
To have such a powerful ally was the greatest guarantee for the Ancient Realm’s future survival amid the darkness.
Even in the Realm Sea, those ancient existences who had not participated in this battle but had learned of the news through various channels all turned their attention over one after another.
“The Golden Crow of the Immortal Domain, Lu Xuan… the Chaos Bell… He was actually able to repel head-on three old demons of the ‘Ancient Hall of Reception’…”
“It seems another extraordinary figure has emerged among the heavens and myriad worlds. The future order may change because of him.”
“Donghuang Taiyi? No, he seems alike yet not alike, but he is equally astonishing and peerless…”
Lu Xuan’s name, accompanied by his invincible battle achievements of fighting three giants alone, sealing the Primordial Gate, and hunting down kings, spread through the heavens and myriad worlds at an inconceivable speed like sparks over dry grass, shaking one ancient and powerful civilization and individual after another.
He was no longer merely a powerful Immortal King, but the mark of an era.
A pioneer who, in an epoch shrouded by darkness, had been the first to tear open a gap of light!
The heavens trembled because of him, and the myriad worlds turned their eyes toward him.
Lu Xuan’s invincible achievements in the Primordial Ancient Realm—sealing the Primordial Gate, slaying Immortal Kings of the Foreign Domain in formation, and driving back dark giants alone—
stirred up a shock that far surpassed the jubilation and astonishment of the Immortal Domain and the Ancient Realm.
And this devastating shockwave inevitably crashed into that vast territory steeped in darkness—the Foreign Domain.
Deep within the Foreign Domain.
The immortal hall that symbolized supreme power and eternal pressure was now shrouded in an unprecedented deathly silence.
Within the magnificent structure forged from dark divine gold, there permeated a suffocating heaviness.
Inside the hall, of the dozens of sacred flames upon thrones that had once symbolized the authority of the Immortal Kings, seven had now been completely extinguished!
Only cold bases remained, along with the fragments of laws lingering upon them.
These seven fallen thrones were like seven enormous scars, branded deep into the divine souls of every surviving Immortal King.
“Roar—!!!”
A roar containing endless brutality suddenly tore through the deathly silence.
An Immortal King whose entire body was covered in savage bone spikes abruptly stood up.
The throne beneath him cracked inch by inch under his invisible fury.