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Chapter 1084 - Chapter 1084 Chapter 686 Its indeed as I expected

Chapter 1084: Chapter 686: It’s indeed as I expected Chapter 1084: Chapter 686: It’s indeed as I expected “Emperor, since ancient times, only the yellow sands have buried the barren bones. I am indeed curious–when did you reach the pinnacle of the Great Dao?”

After the question slipped out, the emerald-green leaves of the phantom lotus swayed ever so slightly.

It seemed as if it was trying to alleviate its nervousness–and the dense unease that was nearly impossible to dissolve.

It was not solely because the one standing beside it was an emperor at the peak of all, revered and unimaginable.

There were reasons for this.

However, having desired to follow the emperor, this kind of pressure had already faded much and was barely bearable. Thus, it was not the main reason.

The most important was the question it asked.

Ostensibly inquiring about the Emperor’s breakthrough moment, it actually carried implied meaning, filled with its own doubts.

It wasn’t doubting the Emperor’s true power.

Rather, there was perplexity.

If the Emperor had reached the end of the Great Dao early on, why hadn’t he stood up during the great war of the Immortal Ancient Era?!

One must know that with the Emperor’s power, let alone the so-called vanguard army from the Alien Territory.

Even if the entirety of the Alien Territory were to move, along with all the dormant Immortal Kings appearing, it would have been where many came to die.

Had the Emperor taken action then, he could have easily reversed the outcome of that great war and amended the tragic fate of the Fairy Ancient World’s fragmentation and the cutting of the Great Taoist Rule’s order.

But as time sluggishly progressed, the outcome seemed to have been destined.

The Emperor had not appeared at that time.

The Fairy Ancient World completely collapsed, the Rules shattered. From an era when even Immortal Kings could be born, to now where not even an Immortality could be achieved and the Supreme had become the highest realm attainable by the Great Dao.

A fall from grace, far below the gap between heaven and earth!

Of course, if the Emperor had only recently broken through to this realm, then all of this could be clearly explained.

Merely not born at the right time.

During that period, the Emperor had not truly reached the summit of the Great Dao, standing above all beings, so naturally, he could not intervene to help the Fairy Ancient World reverse the fortunes of that battle.

Could this be a possibility?

One cannot say there was none, after all, such an absolute statement would be too definitive.

However, the likelihood is extremely low, almost nil.

In the past, environments that could nurture beings of the King’s Domain were unable to produce an Emperor, let alone now when the Great Dao’s rules have become immensely flawed. The difficulty can naturally be imagined.

The Emperor, transcending all beings and reigning supreme above the Great Dao, their birth requires endless eons of accumulation, endless nourishment of Essence of Heaven and Earth, and that elusive bit of chance, absolutely not something that could be achieved overnight through talents or qualities.

From ancient times to the present, all who reached the King’s Domain were unparalleled geniuses of their eras.

Even assuming, a million steps back, that the Emperor had indeed broken through during this era.

An Emperor is still an Emperor!

Even if he had just broken through a second ago, it represented a transformative leap in the evolution of life, a novel understanding of the Great Dao, where mere will could alter the natural world, and vision could penetrate through the mist of time and space.

In the next second, he could suppress all enemies in the mundane world, pushing aside everything in the vast sea.

But why, after the Emperor’s breakthrough, did he not turn the Alien Territory upside down and once and for all resolve the calamity for the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, which once was the Fairy Ancient World?

Instead, allowing Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to once again fall into ruin, cloaked by the dark mists of the Alien Territory, turning it into a wasteland unsuitable for the life of Ten Thousand Clans.

Taking all these into account.

In the eyes of the phantom lotus.

The Emperor, most likely, is a very ancient being.

His origins probably trace back to an era that even it hardly knew much about–the Emperor Fallen Era.

And indeed, he had personally witnessed the outbreak of that great war during the Ancient Immortal Era.

He had also seen with his own eyes how the Fairy Ancient World transitioned from a dazzling golden age to a barren land where the path to immortality had been severed.

But for some unknown reasons, he had no choice but to remain silent and could not intervene to assist the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

This reason might be related to the Great Taoist Rule, or perhaps to higher powers, or even to the Emperor himself.

If he had intervened, it might have brought about some extremely horrifying consequences.

And these consequences might be linked to the darkest fundamental reasons.

Entities like it weren’t the only ones in the Fairy Ancient World at that time; for example, the Willow Tree, which was even more powerful, had no more paths to advance.

Like this group of beings who stood at the pinnacle of the pyramid at that time, the things they saw naturally couldn’t be merely superficial.

Despite the loathsome nature of the Alien Territory, they clearly understood that it wasn’t the source of darkness and chaos; rather, it was simply a region thoroughly contaminated by darkness.

The true source was unimaginable.

That’s exactly why, if he kept his questions to himself, the shade of the Qinglian couldn’t help but feel perplexed inside. The outcome of that great war was truly tragic, making it even harder for him to accept.

If he didn’t express himself, he feared it might become a mental burden on his journey of cultivation.

However, the answer had nothing to do with the decision he had already made.

Even if he decided to follow the Emperor who was leading the way, he naturally wouldn’t behave deceitfully or feel regret afterward.

He, the everlasting Qinglian, couldn’t bring himself to act in such a way, nor was he accustomed to being petty-minded.

Just as he himself said, he simply wanted to resolve his doubts.

After all, any person would be desperately eager to know what could have caused an Emperor who had reached the pinnacle of achievement to choose seclusion.

Jiang Hui’s expression remained the same; a light breeze gently blew, swaying his long, black hair. He looked both divine and demonic.

His robe, whiter than freshly fallen snow, rustled loudly without any wind.

With a glance at the shade of the Qinglian, he mockingly pointed out the topic the latter had brought up and then calmly opened his mouth to say, “There are some things, not everyone is entitled to know. Knowing too much could actually harm you.”

He had initially intended to say that he hadn’t reached Emperorhood during that period.

But after some thought, he felt it was best to remain ambiguous.

Primarily because the former was something that the other party might not believe, likely leading to further wild speculations. It wasn’t nearly as persuasive as the latter response.

Additionally.

He had a premonition.

And this premonition, especially after reaching the Emperor Realm, became particularly strong.

An Emperor’s premonition, most of the time, is actually more accurate than predicting the future.

The road ahead is uncertain, and it won’t be long before the Bizarre Clan from the plateau steps into the limelight.

The people following him would eventually have to know, so it’s better to give them a warning in advance. Of course, how they interpret it is up to them.

A gentle breeze brushed his face, like delicate veil strands sweeping across.

Jiang Hui’s voice was mild, yet carried an unimaginable loneliness and sorrow, causing the shade of the Qinglian in the path of Daoist magic to involuntarily shiver.

Just by listening to the Emperor’s tone, it felt an unprecedented pressure and antiquity suddenly cascade down upon it, almost causing it to be momentarily bewildered.

It was true.

It definitely wasn’t mistaken.

Just as it had thought.

The reason why the Emperor had not intervened likely involved unimaginable secrets, possibly related to the real cause of darkness and turmoil.