The early morning sun bathed the King family estate in warm golden light, but the real brilliance wasn't from the heavens—it was from Kent King.
As Kent descended the steps of his cultivation chamber, an intense aura surrounded him, his every step resonating with sheer power. His aura pulsed like waves crashing against the shore, causing even the senior cultivators of the King family to stop in their tracks.
"Mid-stage Earth Immortal…?" One elder blinked in disbelief. "It hasn't even been a year since he arrived in the Immortal World!"
"Impossible! For an average cultivator, it takes at least a hundred years to cross even a minor realm in the Earth Immortal stage!" another muttered.
The murmurs spread quickly through the halls. Servants paused their duties; family members watched in awe and confusion. The entire King family estate buzzed with whispers of admiration, envy, and—most of all—fear.
