Those present were startled by Bai Yulong's sudden change, and some young ladies from noble families even screamed in fright.
No one understood why Bai Yulong, who was usually approachable and down-to-earth, would suddenly become hostile over a single sentence.
They often teased Bai Yulong, but this divine son of Yin Yang Cave always just laughed it off and never got angry.
Otherwise, how dare they be so presumptuous towards Bai Yulong?
The hook-nosed youth was terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat. His body trembled, and he stammered, pleading for mercy:
"God...son...I...I...I didn't mean to..."
This also made the young man think about the difference in their social status, and a sense of impending death lingered in his heart.
Only now did he realize that even if Bai Yulong killed him now, there would be no consequences; his life was utterly insignificant in Bai Yulong's eyes.
Bai Yulong then sheathed his sword, looking at the twisted black iron block in his hand with a hint of reminiscence. He then addressed the still-frightened crowd in a commanding tone:
"You will come with me to greet them..."
Bai Yulong paused, a complex expression on his face, before continuing:
"Welcome to the Tai Shi Dao Domain, the former king of the younger generation!"
After saying that, Bai Yulong instantly transformed into a black and white streak of light and shot straight into the sky, unleashing his full speed and power as he rushed toward the entrance of the Tai Shi Dao Domain.
Before long, he arrived at the entrance, followed by a group of young masters from prominent families. But the scene before them shocked everyone.
The sky was filled with stars, and a vast expanse of purple mist covered everything. Every now and then, heavenly tribulations filled with destructive power would strike down, and the terrifying might of the heavens made those with slightly lower cultivation levels tremble with fear.
Looking towards the center of that scene, a magnificent and splendid throne floats in the air, upon which sits an extremely handsome young man.
Clad in an extremely imposing purple armor with flowing cloud and thunder patterns, his silver eyes were filled with a layer of purple aura, making it impossible to discern any emotion.
The most striking feature is the vertical line between his brows, a purple and silver crisscross, which seems to contain a world-destroying power; even a single glance at it makes one's pupils tremble.
He sat upright on his throne, yet he seemed like a god who held the power of heaven and earth, exuding endless indifference and majesty, radiating a supreme and noble aura that disregarded everything.
His presence made people overlook everything else; even the two majestic Saints standing on either side of the throne could not attract people's attention as much as the person sitting on the throne.
Even the peerless beauty sitting in his lap, as sharp and piercing as a divine sword, paled in comparison at this moment.
It even stirred in these high-ranking, privileged scions of noble families the urge to kneel and worship.
A detached voice, as majestic as the heavens themselves, resounded from the throne, echoing throughout the heavens and earth:
"Bai Yulong, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Bai Yulong gripped the ugly black iron block in his hand even tighter after seeing the face sitting on the Peerless Throne.
Tears welled up in those dark and light eyes in an instant, and that usually aloof figure trembled at that moment, his voice choked with emotion as he spoke:
"Boss, you're finally back!"
The leader of the Yin-Yang Cave Heaven Divine Child, whom Bai Yulong called the former king of the younger generation of the Tai Shi Dao Domain.
How could the disciples and young ladies from the great sects and families behind Bai Yulong not know who this imposing, god-like young man in front of them was?
This shocked them all, and for a moment they all bent down and knelt before the throne, no longer resisting the urge to worship.
"Hua Wusheng, the swordsman of the Southern Heaven Sword Sect, pays respects to the sole venerable son of the Wushang family!"
"Yu Xuanxuan, the eldest daughter of the Yu family of Yinxuan Prefecture, pays respects to the sole venerable son of the Wushou family!"
"Bai Lijing, the young master of the Xuan Dao Court, pays respects to the sole venerable son of the Wu Zhou family!"
"Du Yu, the goddess of the Hundred Flowers Sect, pays respects to the sole venerable son of the Wushou family!"
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The status of everyone here, while not the highest in the Tai Shi Dao Domain, is certainly top-tier, second only to the Immortal Forces.
But now, beneath Stephen Chow's throne, they bend their noble backs, kneeling and shouting in reverence.
There wasn't even a hint of dissatisfaction on their faces, as if it were the natural thing to do, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Several of the women looked at Zhou Xingdou with admiration in their eyes, their faces glowing with spring-like happiness.
Even Luo Hanyi, who was sitting in Zhou Xingdou's arms, looked surprised at this moment.
She never expected her man to have such power in the Tai Shi Dao Domain. She thought that some disputes or struggles were inevitable today, and she was even prepared to draw her sword.
But now, looking at those noble and extraordinary goddesses, they are all kneeling respectfully below the throne.
This made her realize that she had underestimated her man and the power of the Zhou family in the Tai Shi Dao Domain.
Zhou Xingdou remained indifferent, not even glancing at the kneeling people. When he was young in the Zhou family, his cultivation was not neglected because his grandfather had been watching over him.
With his Nine Heavens Sacred Body, the Purple Star Supreme Emperor Scripture, and his extraordinary way of thinking, he swept through his peers in the Primordial Dao Domain, and no one could stop him.
Whether it was Bai Yulong, the divine son of Yin Yang Cave Heaven, Wan Tianzhou, the holy son of the Universal Holy Land, or Dou Wanjun, the little war god of the Pantheon, none of them could last more than thirty moves against me when they were young.
At that time, Zhou Xingdou was not completely obsessed with magic. The warlike gene in the Zhou family bloodline made him want to spar with the three of them from time to time.
Furthermore, because of his identity, the three immortal forces dared not refuse him, and the sparring between juniors did not endanger his life.
Moreover, it can hone the fighting spirit of their own divine son, holy son, and little war god, so naturally they opened the door and let Zhou Xingdou fight as he pleased.
Among the three, Wan Tianzhou was the strongest, and his fighting style was extremely fierce. He liked to fight head-on, and his physique was also the strongest among the three. Zhou Xingdou really liked the feeling of each punch landing, and he would spar with Wan Tianzhou almost every day.
This left Wan Tianzhou traumatized, and in the end, he had no choice but to acknowledge Zhou Xingdou as his boss, hoping that Zhou Xingdou would stop using him as a sparring partner.
Later, Bai Yulong and Dou Wanjun, unable to bear Zhou Xingdou's torment any longer, followed Wan Tianzhou's example and bowed to Zhou Xingdou as their leader.
But becoming Stephen Chow's underling meant he wouldn't get beaten up, but he had to hang out with him every day, and the friendship between the young men easily blossomed.
Spending every day together, Bai Yulong and Wan Tianzhou, despite their blood feud with each other, forged a considerable bond.
The three immortal forces also tacitly refrained from interfering, and did not even consider taking the opportunity to harm their rival's prodigy.
Moreover, it seemed that staying by Zhou Xingdou's side was safer than staying in the sect, because at that time, Zhou Xingdou's protector was the Immovable Emperor Qin Ming, who single-handedly swept aside an immortal force.
Then Wan Tianzhou, Bai Yulong, and Dou Wanjun followed Zhou Xingdou to cause trouble.
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