The Clan Leaders of several major families looked at each other.
Finally, Ulyula knelt on one knee before Durin.
Durin was a bit puzzled.
But Durin could not understand that in their eyes, the Durin Ailish of today had already ignited grand desires not meant for mere mortals—his aura was impeccably pure at that moment.
Never had such a Legendary Sorcerer made such a seemingly meager yet grand wish, so trivial it seemed easily attainable, yet so magnificent that no one had ever sought to fulfill it.
Those legends of the past, either the Chosen of the Gods who became divine beings, drifted with the times, eventually devoured by the years, or they foolishly aspired to become Emperor, to become the sole sovereign.
But without exception, they all failed.
What Master Durin chose was actually a path to divinity.
Every legend with such ambition would make his vow, and when this grand desire truly materializes, his Deity Position would emerge from it.
