"A Divine Inquisitor..." The people trembled upon seeing him, understanding the weight of his presence. A character of such caliber truly deserved that reverence.
This was the supreme realm, the lifelong pursuit for cultivators.
Even though many True Saints could rival True Emperors, a Divine Inquisitor was an opponent that a True Emperor would never dream of challenging and surviving even a single move. The gap between them was enormous.
Now, God Tuzwu no longer emanated a terrifying aura. However, his transcendental presence still astonished the crowd, making him seem like the center of the world, even if he was just there casually.
That was the effect of becoming a Divine Inquisitor. There was no need to display divinity or make grand statements; they commanded respect and even worship just by existing.
"This is the number one cultivator now," the old folks around spoke respectfully.
