"Is that so?"
Chen Yuan smiled gently.
The immortal light around him suddenly intensified.
Within a ten-zhang radius around Chen Yuan, golden lotus flowers suddenly appeared, descending from the air, then vanished instantly, a continuous cycle without end.
Each lotus intertwined with terrifying laws, resembling the laws of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, exuding an aura of carefree completion, as if ready to transcend this world at any moment.
The combined forces of the Immortal Infant, Small Success Immortal Body, and Dominant Soul intersected, gradually merging into one, forming a halo of radiant immortal light atop Chen Yuan's head. A halo like an immortal ring, though imperfect, akin to a semi-finished product.
"Indeed, it's this ethereal supreme feeling, though faint, fundamentally surpasses the Star Lord Power of my seat by quite a bit."
"This shouldn't be power you possess; it must be the True Immortal Power left by immortals in ancient ruins."
