"What do you mean? Are you saying he already has the power to contend with Father?"
Tian Hao frowned as he asked, his tone turning much colder all at once.
After recovering his memories, his feelings toward the Heavenly Emperor returned to how they had been before. There was resentment, and dissatisfaction too, but there was no denying that the Heavenly Emperor was the most powerful existence in his heart. Not even his master, Gu An, could compare.
Gu An was living in seclusion here; there had to be some unspeakable reason for it.
But the Heavenly Emperor stood high above, looking down over the teeming masses, with no one able to shake his overlord's authority.
The Son of Heaven, Jiyan, remained expressionless and replied, "You don't understand Father well enough. Before Taishang, no Son of Heaven had ever held the Heavenly Court's great power. If Father were angered, even a Heavenly Dao Supreme would be stripped of his immortal rank. Falling into the Mortal World would be a small matter; worse than that, both body and spirit would be destroyed."
How could Tian Hao not know the Heavenly Emperor's tyranny? After all, he too had already fallen into the mortal dust.
If he had not met his master, Gu An, he felt he would still have had to experience countless cycles of Reincarnation, with no idea where the end lay.
There were no few Sons of Heaven like him. Across the heavens and myriad worlds, countless Sons of Heaven rose and fell, to say nothing of immortals and gods who had committed mistakes.
The moment he thought of the sheer number of immortals and gods in the Heavenly Court, Tian Hao felt boundless pressure.
What they had to face was not just the Son of Heaven, Taishang, but the