"This title is just barely acceptable!"
Xiao Chen gazed at the two large characters he wrote, "Immortal", radiating an indescribable brilliance and pressure within the Tianyu, as if it was suppressing all laws, shattering the shackles of taboos, and standing proudly at the pinnacle of the universe.
Although it was written on a whim, it was quite satisfactory.
Rumble!
The chaotic thunder was still exploding, proclaiming its anger.
Yet the title of Dao Emperor was broken, and the new immortal title was born. That will seemed helpless, had to acknowledge this fact, and gradually faded away.
"Let's consider you sensible!"
Xiao Chen looked up at the higher firmament, which seemed to be the end.
But what the eyes saw as the end might not be the true end.
...
"He actually changed his title by himself, who does that?"
Linghu Jing didn't know how to describe Xiao Chen anymore.
