Even though none of these immortal lords and immortals had ever personally seen the newly ascended Phoenix Sovereign, they had all heard the pervasive rumors: she was a woman of unparalleled beauty and charm, always adorned in striking red clothes. It was said that anyone who saw her once would forever be imprinted with her face. At this moment, despite their lack of prior visual confirmation, looking at the exquisitely poised woman in red standing serenely in mid-air, they instinctively knew that this person had to be the Phoenix Sovereign! "What are you doing here?" Feng Jiu's voice, cold and infused with a powerful aura, resonated through the air, clearly reaching every ear below. It was her chilling tone that jolted them back from their stunned awe. They quickly lowered their heads, not daring to meet her gaze directly. One of the elder immortals, quicker to react than the others, swiftly lowered his robe and knelt before her. "We have come to pay our respects to the Phoenix Sovereign," he declared, his voice firm despite his inner trepidation. "From now on, we will be the Phoenix Sovereign's loyal subjects. For the rest of our lives, we will revere the Phoenix Sovereign and obey her every command!" As soon as the old immortal's voice rang out, everyone else snapped back to their senses. Those who had initially hesitated immediately followed suit, dropping to their knees to pay their respects. "We have come to pay our respects to the Phoenix Sovereign. From now on, we will be the Phoenix Sovereign's loyal subjects. We will revere the Phoenix Sovereign and obey her every command for the rest of our lives!" Regardless of their private thoughts, no matter how profound their shock, the reality was undeniable: the Great Emperor Northern Flame had fallen, and the Phoenix Sovereign now ruled over their world. She was their sovereign, and they had no choice but to submit! Even if she was just a woman, in the face of her overwhelming strength and undeniable status, they had to kneel respectfully before her, without a trace of insolence or disrespect. The voices of the kneeling crowd, imbued with their spiritual energy, converged into a single, powerful force, echoing mightily in the air. Feng Jiu stood calmly in the air, facing the wind, looking down at the multitude of powerful beings prostrated beneath her. Countless influential figures knelt at her feet, treating her as their supreme ruler. Yet, in this moment, her mood remained as serene as usual, devoid of any discernible excitement or joy. It was as if this was merely the natural order of things, a state she had long grown accustomed to. The crowd remained kneeling, their heads bowed to their palms. No voice from above instructed them to rise. At that moment, they dared not lift their heads, dared not stand up, and dared not display the slightest hint of dissatisfaction. They knew that there was an insurmountable gap in strength between them and the Phoenix Sovereign. If she desired to end their lives, even though they were noble Immortal Lords, she could extinguish their existence with a mere flick of her finger. Another unsettling thought nagged at them: just a few days prior, they had acted upon the Great Emperor Northern Flame's orders and cut off the Phoenix Sovereign's supply of goods. If she held that against them, they were truly afraid that... This realization sent cold sweat beading on the foreheads of those kneeling, dripping onto the ground below. They felt an icy chill spread through their bodies, their hearts pounding with profound fear and unease. Feng Jiu intended to temper their initial enthusiasm, so she allowed them to remain kneeling, holding them in that position. It was a long while before she finally spoke. "I will not pursue your past actions, but from this moment on, if anyone disobeys me, their fate will be the same as that of the Great Emperor Northern Flame, whose remains have been reduced to dust!" Her cold voice carried a chilling tone. She spoke slowly and calmly, yet her words sent a shiver down everyone's spine, like a terrifying wave!