"Hurry."
Countless figures, be they nobles and royals or humble street vendors, now soared through the air, converging from all directions. They gathered to watch the lone person upon the Beheading Platform.
Some were Grandmasters, others were at the First-Grade Peak.
In the shadows.
Experts of the Innate Realm watched as well.
However.
They dared not reveal themselves, fearing they would become entangled in the karma of it all.
'The powers of the world converge, all for one man.'
'And the people are singing his praises, worshiping him!'
'The shifting tides of the world are but a toy in his palm, for him to manipulate at will.'
'Of all the heroes throughout the Five Hundred Years of Great Yu—an era that produced a ceaseless stream of brilliant figures, like a river teeming with fish, and even gave birth to two venerables and the Three Immortals—I feel that none can hold a candle to him.'
An Innate Realm expert exclaimed in admiration.
