First Prince Dongyang Fen took a deep breath. His face was already turning purple, the same shade as when Autarch Yun had announced the new crown prince.

“Li Tianming. From this day on, all of the Theocrats will remember your name!” Many people were furious.

“That’s alright. It’d be the case sooner or later anyway.” After all, he was the son of Li Muyang.

The Evil Suppression Formation was shut down, and all of the spectators and Dark Hall beastmasters left. Finally, peace had returned to the Decimo Dao Palace. However, the difference was that Tianming had gone from someone overlooked to the number one of his age group in the Theocracy!

“Dongyang Zhuo’s strength was near my master, Ye Shaoqing’s,” Tianming considered. He was well aware of how fast he was improving. The black arm, Prime Tower, Primordial Chaos Beasts, and Aeonic Grandbane had all combined to make him faster than Li Wudi.

If he returned to the Grand-Orient Realm as he was now, he would be considered an expert there.

In truth, Dongyang Zhuo wasn’t weak....