Within the entire world of the lower realm, the countless resurrected beings and those already existing were terrified of seeing each other. Some families had lost their masters, mistresses, and patriarchs decades ago; it has been so long that they had even forgotten about their deceased members. Some sects which had lost countless disciples and masters while battling in the outside world were happy of seeing their disciples whom they saw as geniuses return alive after so many years, but underneath their happy expressions were terrified ones as they looked at their resurrected sect's disciples and masters with unbelievable eyes.
Every Human in the world of the lower realm stood in a stupor as they gazed at their resurrected families, clan members, disciples, masters, and other relatives. No one understood what was happening or why, but they knew the world was transforming as these events can only be caused by a higher being or, best-case scenario, a god. Some people began slowly adjusting to their new reality as they embraced the impossible. They accepted that a being of higher power or the heavens must have pitied them, therefore granting their world these impossibilities. But just when they embraced their new realities, a voice bellowed out as it caused the vibration of the entire world, including the separate dimensions.
"KNEEL AND BOW BEFORE THE ALL ABSOLUTE ONE!"
Every living being in the world of the lower realm felt their soul cores tremble as they heard the will of this world commanding them to kneel and bow towards one being. Without hesitation, countless beings of different species and races began slamming their knees on the ground as the ground trembled, causing the entire planet to vibrate. The living humans and different species in the different dimensions weren't an exception. They also felt the command of the broken world; countless portals appeared over their specific dimensions as they displayed a being floating in the space with hands behind him while portraying the presence and dominance of a god.
With these events occurring in every separate dimension of this world, every existence that had ever lived in this world of the lower realm were kneeling and bowing to one man, Patrick. Some powerful cultivators capable of flying bowed mid-air as they faced the portals displaying Patrick, while the mortals and the rests knelt in a grand fashion. The scene was truly incredulous as countless species and beings bowed and knelt in reverence towards one man; the dragons, who now had their specified dimension, raised their heads as they roared in the skies, signaling their respect towards this man being displayed.
The sea creatures, enormous Krakens, whales, leviathans, and many other millions of sea creatures wailed as their cries caused cracks to appear in the space. They ruffled the seas as their bodies caused tides and currents large enough to sink cities and even empires. Although in different environments, one remaining fact was that all these creatures, be they land, sea or air, displayed their form of respect to one man.
In the southern continent of the current generation, Patrick hovered in the space as he watched billions of different species display their respects to him. He floated, hands behind his back as countless portals leading to countless dimensions to the other generations opened above the desert. At the same time, he could see all the different species bowing or kneeling to him. The scene was too unbelievable as it will require enough mental prowess to comprehend it.
"What do you think, Master?"
"Not bad."
Grace and Patrick spoke as Patrick's figure began floating higher than his current position. He held an arm as he spoke, signaling the rise of all the beings.
"All Rise!"
TREMBLE!
The space trembled as Patrick uttered. The next moment, all the living creatures on the planet felt their bodies raised from the ground by an unknown force. The portals which opened to display Patrick began closing as humans and creatures in these dimensions disappeared from Patrick's view. The cultivators from generations upon generations ago watched as the displaying portals disappeared; some understood that for a person to affect even the will of this world to obey his commands, that said person must be at least someone in the True Immortal realm, or even higher like the Immortal celestial realm. But one remaining truth was that this man displayed on the portals must be a god from the higher realms.
With the disappearance of the portals, the remaining cultivators from the last twenty thousand years remained in the skies of the continents as they floated in disorder. Some strong cultivators who were resurrected in the southern continent immediately appeared over the desert as their numbers reached tens of billions. The cultivators who were resurrected in other continents immediately used their Divine kings and Emperor realm cultivations to head for the southern continent, to see just who the man the portals displayed was. Without hesitation, some cultivators used their family treasures and artifacts and headed for the southern continent.
The primordial primates of this world still floated over the planet's space as they watched the events transpire. They were also ordered to show respect to this being as they bowed mid-air in the space void. This group of thousand had rough yet attractive faces; their hairs were long enough to reach their waists, whether a woman or man. They all exuded the most domineering Qi as they had origin Qi flowing through them. As if waiting for something, they floated in the space as they watched the billions of cultivators appearing in the southern continent with different artifacts and treasures, but no transportation beasts were seen.
Patrick floated in the air as more human cultivators from the other continents appeared in the distant sky. He had both hands behind him as he saw the billions of human cultivators below and in the skies; he saw the expressions of these humans, be it a mortal or a cultivator, but every living person gazed at Patrick like a God. Among the billions of cultivators, the Space Sword Immortal's group floated with the cultivators as they felt the skies becoming crowded every second. Being the only True Immortal among the now hundreds of billions of cultivators, Ju Fan flashed as he appeared below Patrick.
"Absolute One, what are your orders?"
Patrick saw Ju Fan as he heard his question, now addressing Patrick as Absolute One as that was the name the world declared Patrick as. Sigh! Patrick sighed as he waved his hand and spoke while his bloody figure walked through the space leaving the southern continent.
"I will leave that to you guys."
Eastern continent.
The present eastern continent was hundreds of times wider and larger than its previous landmass, which means there are now millions of unexplored wildlands and locations. Forests covered the entire continent as they demolished the buildings and infrastructures of the empires, sects, and influential families. The people were unaffected, but their houses were; but who would care about homes when they now have their deceased members and loved ones back, well at least not them.
But in the Ju empire, in the deepest areas where only the ancestors lived, multiple human cultivators stood outside the ancestral buildings as they watched their ancestral hall. The was an estimation of fifty to sixty human cultivators outside the residence; these people were the ancestors of the Ju empire who died within the last twenty thousand years, including the proclaimed saints who were equivalent to full immortals who participated in the human-demons war. They had been resurrected in the imperial tombs, bowed to an unknown man, and noticed unbelievable events such as the expansion of the continents and the creation of separate dimensions where their ancestors resided.
But one surprising thing was although the regrown plants and trees demolished every building on the planet, there was a building in their empire that was completely unaffected; this was the ancestral residence. The ancestral residence shone with brilliant golden Qi as the plants around it emitted godly energies; it was as if the plants and trees near the ancestral residence were godly plants with divine capabilities. But what these people didn't know was that three Goddesses were in the ancestral residence.
Inside the ancestral residence, Athena, Anna, and Thalia lay on the bed as they watched an illusionary screen of the outside events. They watched Patrick's fight with the demons and their extermination, the re-resurrection of every existence on the planet, and the display of respect of every being to Patrick. While the ladies were watching the screen, Patrick entered the room with his bloody clothes. Seeing the three ladies, Patrick spoke while the blood began cleaning itself from his body and clothes.
"Tired of sleeping, my goddesses?"
"Hmph!" Thalia hmphed as she gave Patrick a shy look, covering her shy face with the jade blanket. Athena and Anna jiggled as Athena spoke.
"Dear, how was your fight?"
"Nothing worth wasting words about. Why don't you ladies prepare something for us to eat!"
Sacred Realm.
The sacred realm was bustling with countless beings as they roamed the realm while continuing their daily lives; there were millions of flying carts, beasts, space crafts in the skies. The floating city in the sky of the sacred realm shone with extreme brilliant Qi as a shining bright light situated in the center connected this floating city directly to the Immortal realm. This connected bright light was the Qi supplementing this realm, giving the sacred realm an atmosphere of sacredness.
In the floating city, numerous human warriors floated in the skies as they patrolled around the floating city. They had spears and golden armors with domineering presences.
Within the enormous floating landmass, which was twice the size of the previous Ju empire, a castle stood in the air as it displayed magisterial presence and sacredness. Outside the castle were hundreds of human warriors dressed in blue and gold armor while having the Hua family symbol engraved on their chests; they stood with hands behind their backs as they portrayed mysterious auras.
Inside the castle, a throne room was filled with men standing in arranged order; they stood in rows of two as they faced the opposite sides of the room. On the high stand was a majestic throne with an engraving of the Hua family symbol, and on the throne was a man whose figure can be recognize as he was the man from the previous group of beings from the tower. This man had long black hair that reached his shoulders; he had a short beard and a chiseled jawline, making him an attractive person. He wore blue robes lined with golden stripes. He displayed a kingly aura as the men in the throne room bowed their heads to him.
"...that will be all."
The man finished speaking as the two rows of men bowed regarding him; these men had calm and respective expressions as they heed the man's statement. The men standing were powerful cultivators as the weakest beings in the throne room can be equivalent to a Celestial Immortal, and those were the guards standing by the door.
VOOM!
Suddenly, the large entrance door of the throne room opened as the guards held it for an incoming person. The powerful human warriors within the hall saw the door being opened as they awaited the incoming individual. The man sitting on the throne was the first to know who the arrived individual was as he stood from his throne, spreading his arms, and spoke.
"Well, if it isn't my beloved Bin'er! Back from adventuring already?"
The man spoke as he stretched his arms wide, his voice echoing in the hall as he watched the individual enter the throne hall. Hua Bin entered the throne hall as she exuded the aura of a princess; she wore a royal blue dress as she walked elegantly towards her father with an unhappy expression.
Seeing the expression on his daughter's face, the man changed his expression to cold and put his hands down as he spoke. "Leave us!" With their lord's order, the men in the throne hall began dissipating as their figures disappeared the next moment, leaving the father and daughter in the throne hall. The man stepped down the throne stand as he watched his daughter slowly approach him. He tapped his foot as the floor shifted; his daughter, who was fifty meters away from him, was now standing before him. Without hesitation, the man hugged his daughter as both father and daughter had their moment of reunion.
"Come, let's go somewhere nice."
With the man's words, the father and daughter duo disappeared, leaving the enormous throne hall.