The throne was shrouded in Immortal Qi.
It faced away from the crowd, with the figure seated atop it obscured, unable to be seen clearly.
Only from the outline of its back could one judge.
He upheld the Firmament with his shoulders, and tread upon the earth with his feet.
It seemed all of existence centered around him.
Just a glimpse of his back was enough to make one tremble.
Suddenly, no one dared look directly, instead, a feeling of reverence and submission arose.
"The ruler of the Heavenly Court, a dominion over the Holy Court for three million years.
A man who once commanded the Nine Domains," someone whispered.
Though he could not match the Holy Ancestor, nor be compared to the Immortal Lord.
But the Holy Ancestor and Immortal Lord, after all, remained hidden from the world.
Many things were left unchecked.
Only this ruler of the Heavenly Court is the visible steward.
