Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Just a moment ago, the Giant Clam Water God, powerful enough to bury the thousand cultivators present and the entire Qingping County City, was now slowly kneeling before the white-robed figure seeming like an immortal.

This scene has surpassed all cultivators’ understanding.

If not for the magnificent veil of turquoise water—representing the confluence of countless rivers—still suspended high in the sky, fixating the reality of the scene before them, they would’ve begun doubting the authenticity of everything they were witnessing.

In Primal Chaos Tower, the pupils of the major sects’ powerhouses shook violently.

Even though the powerhouses of the grotto heavens sacred ground had read numerous ancient books and experienced countless wonders, they had never witnessed such a sight in their lifetime.

A Demon King—a Spirit Refining monster exceeding worldly limits and nearly equivalent to realms of True Being—was genuflecting before a cultivator.

This was even more difficult than killing him, especially for a revered deity like the Demon King.

Especially since this Demon King intentionally chose to disregard the backlash of heaven and earth to appear in this world, harboring a determination to die. Under such circumstances, to subdue a Demon King with merely a glance was not something merely pertaining to the realm and power.

“Divine Language Edict! That is the Divine Language Edict!”

One of the powerful individuals from a blessed land abruptly exclaimed, uttering a voice filled with overwhelmed surprise.

Upon hearing this, someone promptly asked, “What is the Divine Language Edict?”

“The so-called Divine Language Edict is a command from the high-ranking deities to the lower-ranking ones, issued using the power of the Incense Offering Divinity Path.

Only when the two deities belong to the same divine lineage and hold a superior-subordinate relationship, or their ranks vary greatly, can one enforce the edict to suppress other deities.”

“Since the Water God is a Great Demon who has undergone Spirit Refining, it must be a canonical deity from the Jidu Aquatic Clan, directly issued an edict by the River Ji Dragon Palace, its rank equivalent to the Mountains Canonical Gods.

Anyone who can suppress this Demon King deity with a single word edict should at least be a member of the Aquatic Tribe, a Divine Monarch of the River Ji Dragon Palace, or perhaps a Divine Monarch from some other divine lineage.”

Upon saying this, the man from grotto heavens sacred ground revealed eyes filled with even greater shock.

“The number of Divine Monarchs in the River Ji Dragon Palace is limited; only the True Dragons who manage the major rivers under the Dragon Sovereigns can assume this position. Even princes of the River Ji Dragon Palace could only reach the rank of Divine Monarch.

This gentleman definitely can’t be a Divine Monarch of the River Ji Dragon Palace; therefore, there’s only one possibility left.”

“Divine Monarch!”

The two words flashed across the minds of all powerhouses present in Primal Chaos Tower.

As powerhouses with sect inheritances, they understood all too well what the words Divine Monarch represented.

They represented the forces that controlled the Incense Offering Divinity Path and all local deities in their region. Every Divine Monarch was a True Immortal in this world.

Even most of the great grotto heavens sacred grounds couldn’t resist the will of a Divine Monarch.

They had merely come to participate in a spiritual conference, but unexpectedly got involved with a Divine Monarch’s affairs, causing their hearts and minds to tremble uncontrollably.

A young cultivator from the Talisman Sword Sect was staring in reverence at the ethereal figure in the sky when an idea suddenly struck him.

“This person, doesn’t he look quite similar to the gentleman who appeared in the Yunfu Street market?”

As soon as he voiced his thought, all gazes turned towards this cultivator from the Talisman Sword Sect.

“What did you say? What happened at Yunfu Street?”

“Speak out in detail now!”

Being watched by so many powerful figures from various sects, the young man from the Talisman Sword Sect looked nervous, but heurgently began narrating:

“A month ago, Yunfu Street was besieged by the Mountain Gods. At that time, too, this gentleman appeared, and with a single word, he dismissed numerous deities, including the Yunfu Mountain Lord, thereby preserving the entire Yunfu Street.

Afterward, this gentleman even rode the Great Demon of Yunfu and traveled deep into the Yunfu Mountain Range.”

As soon as he said this, there was no doubt left in anyone’s mind.

What kind of a person is a Divine Monarch? Even in the prosperous era of cultivation ten thousand years ago, they were seldom seen. Not to mention in the present era marred by several bouts of Spirit Energy depletion, perhaps the only one able to walk in this world would be this person in front of them.

Everyone’s reverence escalated to an unprecedented level, even the geniuses of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau and the major grotto heavens sacred ground showed respect on their faces.

They were aware of the incident that happened in the Yunfu Mountain Range, but there was a vast difference between decreeing an unrecovered Yunfu Mountain Lord and a Spirit Refining Demon King.

Behind this seemingly leisurely demeanor was a backlash from heaven and earth even sharper than ever.

Meanwhile, in Qingping County City not far away, everyone saw the white-robed banished immortal who stood between them and the wave of destruction.

Due to Cang Province’s close relationship with the Jidu Aquatic Clan, the city’s residents had some understanding of the Aquatic Tribe and cultivators.

Upon witnessing such a scene, many people immediately fell to their knees, praying and praising the name of the Immortal.

“Thank you, Immortal, for saving us from our plight!”

“Thank you, Immortal, for saving the people of our city!”

“Child, bow quickly to the Immortal!”

The chaotic sounds of gratitude rose from the ground, drifting towards the solitary, white-robed banished immortal.

In everyone’s eyes, the white-robed banished immortal held the Dragon Seal aloft, seemingly indifferent to the Giant Clam Water God, even though it had assumed an imposing physique several thousand feet tall.

However, beneath that carefree demeanor, only Shen Yuan—who was face-to-face with the Demon King—knew the true severity of his current situation.

The Gods Purging Edict was indeed extraordinary, but the real problem was that the gap between Shen Yuan and the Giant Clam Water God was just too wide.

There was a gap of two major realms from Qi training to Spirit Refining, and the Yang God—which had withstood external tribulation and was unperishable—was enough to wipe out all Divine Skills and Spells.