When they finally realized who Qingyi truly was, whispers began to spread.
They started with the high-ranking elders who had followed Tianjin there and, by word of mouth, trickled down through the ranks until they reached the ears of even the most menial laborers.
In a matter of moments, the expressions of everyone present shifted.
The Dragon God of Corruption. Slayer of Celestial Emperors. A monster capable of single-handedly taking on hundreds of enemies at the same cultivation realm.
He had been a true terror throughout the central region, no less than the Heavenly Demon himself.
The moment the elders—especially those from the faction opposed to Qingyi's presence—began discussing the matter and "accidentally" let certain words slip to the ears of the common servants, the news spread like wildfire.
Some gazed at Qingyi with hope shining in their eyes. Others were overcome by fear. Some even bowed their heads in silent reverence.
