This day.
Within the celestial cycle stars of the thirty-three heavens.
A graceful Daoist walked out.
"Tianpeng True Monarch."
"Greetings, True Monarch."
The star officials and divine generals guarding the stars all saluted, not daring to be negligent.
This person before them.
Not only was he favored by the Jade Emperor, but his combat prowess was also top-notch.
A few years ago, he single-handedly captured the Pagoda-Bearing King Buddha, Lingji Bodhisattva, and other Buddhist Golden Immortals, his reputation resounding throughout the three realms.
Truly a fearsome individual of the first order.
Deserving every bit of respect.
Lu Qingfeng nodded slightly.
Taking large strides as he walked out.
After three years.
He finally emerged from retreat.
The tension in his mind slightly relaxed, feeling the expansiveness of heaven and earth.
He was about to return to Tianhe.
Suddenly.
"Amitabha."
"Three years apart."
"The True Monarch is just as magnificent."
