As the news spread, some people who had not heard of Chen Yuan began to discuss fervently.
Subsequently, some even watched the recordings of that day through water mirage images.
After watching, they were all nothing short of astounded.
"It seems the Ancient Realm Master is about to change hands,"
some of the seasoned Earth Immortals sighed.
It had been far too long since the Eight Sects governed the Ancient Realm, so long that people had forgotten whether there had been other sects that had once ascended to the pinnacle of the Ancient Realm.
Many of the smaller sects all hoped that someone would be able to change the current pattern.
After all, with the Eight Sects in control of the Ancient Realm, dictating life and death, they had no chance to rise to power.
At this moment.
Countless cultivators from minor sects hurried to the foot of Tianyun Mountain, hoping to latch onto Chen Yuan's coattails.
