Stepping into this grand hall is like entering a world built of gold. The ceiling is inlaid with countless luminous pearls that emit a soft glow, like stars fallen from the sky. The walls are adorned with lifelike murals depicting battles between gods and immortals, the lines outlined in gold leaf shimmering brilliantly under the pearly light. The floor is paved with massive white marble stones, each stone intricately carved with spiritual patterns at its center.

The magnificent throne at the far end of the hall was truly breathtaking. High above, its backrest several meters high was carved with soaring dragons, their scales crafted from precious amethyst, their eyes two dazzling rubies radiating a majestic red light. The seat was wide, covered with a cushion woven from phoenix feathers, surrounded by auspicious cloud-like decorations. On each armrest, a fist-sized pearl shone, its radiance enhancing the throne's mystique, as if it were the very core of power in the universe.

The back of the throne is engraved with mysterious patterns, as if it came from ancient times, exuding an aura of majesty and solemnity. It is clearly there, but it gives people a feeling that it is not in this time and space.

And now, the throne has finally found its master.

A white figure slowly appeared on the throne. The extremely beautiful eyes seemed to contain countless tender feelings, yet they also gave people a feeling as sharp as a sword.

One after another, true immortals appeared outside the hall. Some of them had an air of otherworldly grace, with white hair and beards like old immortals from a folk tale; others were hunched over and dressed in rags, like beggars on the street; some were young and strong, with powerful auras, as strong as bulls and bears; and some were as beautiful as fairies, walking on lotus blossoms, making people yearn for them.

They all came to this extraordinary hall for various reasons, whether passively or actively.

All who come are here to vanquish demons and exorcise evil spirits.

All who come here are true immortals.

The high-ranking members of the human race gathered together, summoned by the Human King, to discuss the matter of slaying the demon.

Among the visitors were several familiar faces, including the Sword Domain Master and Cheng Yao from the Spirit Domain.

Cheng Yao's injuries from the backlash of the great formation have been healed with the help of the Human King. Although she is not completely cured, she has recovered to about 70-80% and is no longer a cause for concern. Cheng Yao became famous at a young age, and everyone in the Spirit Realm knows her.

She had never suffered such a heavy loss when she was young and impetuous. Now that she had cultivated into a true immortal, how could she possibly swallow this insult? Naturally, she would take full responsibility. The demons... were doomed.

Meanwhile, the peerless beauty with white hair, Haotian, sat quietly on the throne, watching them inside the hall.

In a daze...

She used to sit here, full of vigor and ambition.

She is still on stage, but there are hardly any familiar faces in the audience.

Ultimately, he was carrying a heavy burden, bearing their expectations, the responsibilities of a human king, and... his own path.

Involuntarily, they all turned their gaze to the throne. The figure was both strange and familiar. Familiar because they had seen his statue in the Hall of the Human King, but strange because... this legend was standing right in front of them.

Most of them were filled with fervor, after all, the story of the human king conquering the alien race hundreds of years ago was still in their memories. This was an invincible army because it had an invincible king.

Ten years of drinking ice cannot cool the burning passion in one's blood.

Even true immortals find it difficult to remain calm when facing the human king.

At this moment, many True Immortals had only heard of him, only heard his name, but never seen him. When they thought of the sky-covering formation that had appeared not long ago, the terrifying Dao was like a series of sharp swords that covered the entire human race from the sky, bringing down a death sentence on sin and filth. Such a miracle-like event was carried out by the person in front of them.

The shock that had already gripped Haotian's beautiful appearance intensified.

I don't know the time, I don't know when.

A dragon's roar suddenly rang out.

High-spirited and majestic, like a sword being drawn from its sheath or the sound of the Great Dao, everyone instantly thought of the Blackwater True Dragon.

He had fought countless battles alongside the Human King, and accompanied him in conquering the heartland of the Demon Clan. When his body was fully unleashed, it could be as large as a vast domain, which was extremely terrifying and also carried an awe-inspiring presence from the ancient and desolate past.

Haotian slowly rose, his white robes gradually being covered by a suit of black armor...

A clear, melodious, yet dignified voice rang in their ears: "Border provocations...heartland slaughter...forgetting past wounds...insulting our human race...what then?"

Her words seemed to have a magical power, and even Cheng Yao couldn't help but recall the various things the demons had done. They had harassed the border for years, which was extremely disgusting, but they had never paid any attention to it. Now, they were even using bizarre methods to invade their homeland, trying to slaughter the geniuses and try to cause a generational gap in the human race. They had completely forgotten the humiliation and fear that the human king had brought them back then.

A sense of resentment welled up in her heart.

It wasn't just her; the other True Immortals were the same. The backbone of the human race was supported by the Human King. When the Human King disappeared, their backbone was broken, and their first thought when faced with many problems was to escape.

When they are absolutely suppressed and dominated by one person, no matter how talented or extraordinary they are, they can only escape when she is not around.

Now that she's back, naturally...

Suddenly, a terrifying aura far surpassing that of a True Immortal appeared. It wasn't directed at anyone, but to those inside the hall, this aura... was their military might!

At this moment, a great terror seemed to be brewing high above the Hall of the Human King, and visible ripples appeared in the air.

A second, terrifying aura, far surpassing that of a true immortal, appeared once more...

The space high in the sky was instantly torn apart, as if a huge rift had been ripped open in the world.

When the third terrifying aura, far surpassing that of a true immortal, reappeared...

On the human continent, in countless large and small domains, every human seemed to sense something, putting down their work and quietly looking in the direction of the Human King's Palace.

The shattered space began to recover, and golden waves rippled outwards from the Human King's Palace towards the entire human race.

The terrifying aura of the three... ultimate True Immortals instantly drew the attention of the world's strongest beings.

The true immortals among the myriad races, including elves, demons, and sea creatures, felt as if they were facing some great terror, and looked in fear towards the direction of the human race.

However, the events inside the Human King's Palace were not yet over.

The aura of the first True Immortal emerged...

The aura of the thirty-second True Immortal erupted.

The aura of the ...th True Immortal erupted.

A terrifying aura once again gathered high above the Hall of the Human King.

A dazzling golden sword... took shape.

The sword tip points directly at the demons!