Two days had already passed since the incident at Dragon City.
In the past two days, the cultivators of the Human Race were still in an excited state.
They had been weak for so long, and now they finally had someone to back them up!
For the past two days, Henry had been staying in the hotel room, not daring to go out. The people down there were too enthusiastic. He was afraid that some accidents would happen.
However, Henry could not stay in the hotel all the time. He took a deep breath and walked out of the hotel.
When Henry walked out of the hotel, he found that his worries were unnecessary. Although these human cultivators were fanatical, when he appeared, no one dared to come within five metres of him.
"Thank you, Immortal King!"
No one knew who was the first to speak, but all of the human cultivators around him knelt down.
This kneeling down was not only because of his status as a peerless Immortal King but more importantly, this peerless Immortal King had brought them hope and honour. In these past two days, the Divine Race no longer had that kind of arrogance. Everyone knew that this had something to do with the peerless Immortal King.
There was a sparkle in women's eyes.
There was longing and admiration in men's eyes.
Seeing this, Henry lifted up his hands in the void. People around him only felt an invisible force lifted them up and made them no longer kneel on the ground.
Henry didn't say anything. He left Dragon City.
The challenge that had originally been set at Dragon City had also ceased. The Divine Race had lost so many people in a row, and their so-called pride had been shattered. There was no use in challenging the Heavenly List anymore.
Henry visited the whole Orastin Island. Wherever he went, the sects were ready to greet him respectfully. However, Henry did not enter any of the sects, and finally, he left the island.
In the Divine Palace.
Within a large hall that was filled with light, there were a couple of figures seated there. Everyone's back was filled with an unusual phenomenon that caused them to appear exceptionally terrifying. All of them were experts from the Divine Tribe.
"Regarding that exceptional Immortal King, what do you all think?"
"I don't know how many years he has lived, he came out from the restricted region."
"In the ancient times, they should be the existences of the lord of the restricted regions."
Within the Divine Race, a white- haired elder opened his mouth. As soon as he spoke, others closed their mouths. This was someone who had previously spoken about the restricted region, someone who held an extremely high status within the Divine Race.
"He has been sealed for too long, so his strength must be affected. This is the price he has to pay to prolong his lifespan."
"Elder, what do you mean by that..." said Dietmar, who was sitting here, with a look of interest in his eyes.
"Let's go to Immortal Mountain and explore his background! However, we have to do it quietly and secretly. If something happens, don't implicate our race." The elder's face that was covered in wrinkles was especially gloomy.
They were from the Divine Race, they wanted to increase the younger generation's power, wishing to seize the fate of this world. Now that they were stopped by the so- called Immortal King, how could they not feel any resentment?
"Got it!" Dietmar was in high spirits as he immediately made his move.
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