"Emperor's Supreme Treasure, authority over endless spacetime!"
The old black ox once again failed to comprehend the Boundary Stele. He reached out and picked up the pitch-black Boundary Stele, stroking the profound and unfathomable stone monument as he let out a long sigh. "The supreme treasure is right before me, yet I have gained nothing. To enter a treasure mountain and leave empty-handed—what a devastating regret!"
"Over countless years, I have tried every possible method, yet I still cannot master this Boundary Stele. Must I truly wait for the Origin Continent to finish gestating once more?"
The old black ox's face was filled with sorrow. "The newly gestated Origin Continent may be my opportunity. Or perhaps... it may give birth to a new Origin Will!"
A new supreme being capable of ruling endless spacetime? If that supreme being was not himself, then that would be utterly disastrous!
Having personally witnessed the ancient war, the old black ox naturally knew how terrifying the Origin Emperor had been. There had been one hundred and twenty-nine Ultimate Supreme Beings! Yet in the end, they could only perish together!
How many Ultimate Supreme Beings remained in endless spacetime now? With the Origin Continent shattered, only the Nine Great Primordial Universes could possibly produce Ultimate Supreme Beings. Even at the absolute maximum, there could only be nine.
If another Origin Emperor were truly born, it would be nothing short of a catastrophe.
"So... the plan to regrow the Origin Continent is actually extremely risky! Unfortunately, I can no longer find a better method!"
The risk was immense, but what other choice did he have if he did not use this method? There was simply no possibility of finding a way to master the Boundary Stele!
With a helpless sigh, the old black ox began another