The Yamas of the Underworld all understood that the Underworld might also spread the Great Dao across the world, and their strength would grow stronger as that Dao extended, yet they would never have a chance to contend for supremacy.
All because of the "upper limit."
Cultivators had their own upper limits, and Dao likewise had its limits.
A person's upper limit could still be raised through external means, but a Dao's upper limit basically would not change.
Especially after the Son of Heaven who had founded the Underworld died, that upper limit had already shown signs of declining.
As for why that upper limit had not fallen, it was likely because the Eighteen Levels of Hell were Tu Shan Jun's method of mending the heavens, and the Great Dao of life, death, and reincarnation had not vanished either.
Old God Yu wept tears down his aged face as he looked at the Dao Lord of the Myriad Dharma Sect holding the Soul Banner, and thought of the late emperor.
He could not help reminiscing. If only the late emperor were still alive.
Glancing slightly to the side, he saw the despondent Venerable Fierce Interval and the Underworld Yamas wearing varied expressions. He could not help sighing inwardly before cupping his hands in salute.
Regret always ran through one's life.
Fortunately, the cultivator who had taken hold of the Soul Banner once more was her.
This was likewise acceptable to the Ghost Emperors and Yamas of the Underworld.
In Emperor Taiyue's view, no matter who held the Soul Banner, so long as Old Heaven did not die, there would always be a chance. This time, Tu Shan Jun had returned after the Great Terror vanished. He was now someone no different from the patriarchs of the Three Teachings.
Emperor Taiyue