Jiang Bei stood where he was, silent for a long while, before saying with a sigh, "I never imagined the Realm of the Gods faced such a terrible crisis. The Primordial Origin King Realm, the Sun-Moon Radiance Bottle, the Sun-Moon Twin Seals, Heavenly Emperor Zhou... I'd never heard of any of them back in the Myriad Forms Star Realm. Even now, they sound like a tale from the heavens. But if you say it's true, senior, then it must be."
"To this day, few people know Heavenly Emperor Zhou's true ambition. Even most veteran Realm Masters of the Upper Star Realms think he's merely grown more ambitious and powerful. They haven't realized what he truly wants. And even if you told them now, the vast majority wouldn't believe you. They don't even know what the Sun-Moon Twin Seals are."
The Flame Lord looked at Jiang Bei, his expression grave. "Those Realm Masters, perched high above everyone else, are used to presiding over their domains and looking down on all living beings. They're used to maneuvering against one another and keeping each other in check. They can scarcely imagine someone truly turning the entire Realm of the Gods into his private possession. They'd call it madness, scaremongering, or a scheme with some hidden motive. By the time they realize the truth, it may be too late."
"If I were still at my peak, I would be the first to charge forward and stop Heavenly Emperor Zhou, to save the countless lives of the Realm of the Gods. I wasn't called the Flame Lord or named one of the Ten Great Realm Masters for my cultivation alone. In the years I traveled through the realms, I saw too much suffering and did too much to stand aside now. If disaster threatened the