“The Immortal King is here?” Eyebrows shot high when the three thousand and ninety-nine participants of the Dragonling Assembly heard the name. It was one that provoked very polarizing reactions.

Some viewed the king as their idol—a goal to chase and worship for the rest of their lives. Some were immensely disdainful—he was useless for anything that wasn’t supplemental dao. At least, the top one hundred of the Dragonling Ranking didn’t think much of him.

“What did the Runaway King say? That the Champion Duke is the Immortal King?” Qing Di doubted his ears and life itself. He turned around stiltedly to look at Qing Ting and Azureclad.

The Azure Dragon and Coiling Dragon delegations now walked together...