Outside the Saint Hall of the Venerable.
Many Huanglong gods congratulated Jiang Ye, their words full of admiration and attempts to curry favor.
Even the two divine sea realm powerhouses, Mo Xiao and Xihe, set aside their roles as mentors from the past, addressing him as an equal, with complete courtesy and no hint of condescension.
Jiang Ye responded to each with a cupped hand salute, his demeanor humble, neither arrogant nor impatient.
After thirty years of arduous cultivation within the Dark Singularity, he had long shed his youthful naivety, his disposition steady as a mountain.
Venerable Bai stood quietly to one side, taking everything in, a faint smile of satisfaction in his eyes.
Once the crowd's voices subsided a bit, he slowly stepped out.
"Everyone, let's have some quiet."
All the gods and venerables instantly fell silent, turning their gaze toward Venerable Bai.
"Ye Jiang."
