A pinnacle-level Immortal King,
just like that, inexplicably knelt down,
his attitude as reverent as a mortal worshipping an ancient, unknowable deity, his words respectful to the utmost.
This shocking scene left the surrounding spectators speechless.
This was the Immortal Domain, where everyone had grown up locally.
They naturally knew who the senior from the Holy Land that Divine Might Immortal King had loudly called out to was...
But those of lesser strength were destined to perceive only so much,
limited by their vision.
Even so, their hearts could not help but be shaken.
The King was already the limit of what they could imagine.
A King, traversing through the ages, flowing through time, undying and indestructible, his words could instantly obliterate a realm, transcending the ordinary, reaching the pinnacle of creation, further enhanced by the Law Blessing.
In front of such a being, even the most respected elder in the clan had no qualification even to carry shoes.
