"We greet Your Majesty!"
As they looked at Yang Xiaotian with his Fourteen Wings of Light, the army of the Bright Temple and countless powerhouses from the Bright Continent couldn't help but kneel excitedly, their shouts resounding through the heavens.
Yang Xiaotian's gaze swept across the crowd, and when it passed over those elders of the Bright Temple, they nearly choked.
"All rise," said Yang Xiaotian.
After he bade everyone to stand, Yang Xiaotian did not leave the Bright Plaza but wandered amidst the power of light, comprehending the converging Power of Bright Origin.
Ten days later, Yang Xiaotian finally left the Bright Plaza and proceeded to the central palace of the Bright Palace, where he sat down and began his seclusion.
He planned to refine the Primordial Universe Qi within the Bright Palace and make a breakthrough to the Heavenly God Realm in one fell swoop.
"I wonder what kind of Godhood I will condense," Yang Xiaotian thought to himself.
