"Creation Realm, gain creation!" Ye Xiwen pursed his lips. Just what exactly was creation?
There were some legends about creation in the Myriad Realms, but they had long since become clichés—things like "creation toys with people." Yet no one truly knew what creation was.
Even Emperor Lords who stood so high above all others were the same. No one knew.
"Still, all that lies far in the future. Emperor Ye, your foundation is incredibly profound. Of the Emperor Lord Nine Realms, you have only just become an Emperor Lord, yet your First Stage is already at great completion. It is truly terrifying!" the Demon Emperor said with a smile.
"The Emperor Lord Nine Realms?" Ye Xiwen narrowed his eyes. Having cultivated to this point, he had indeed sensed that he seemed to have reached another bottleneck. Yet there was still considerable room above him. As for the division of these Emperor Lord Nine Realms, however, he knew nothing.
"That's right, the Emperor Lord Nine Realms. This concept exists within my inheritance. It is just that, throughout the ages, those who have truly entered the Ninth Stage have been as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns!" the Demon Emperor said.
Naturally, there were strong and weak Emperor Lords, but Ye Xiwen had never known they were judged this way.
"Emperor Ye, having reached great completion of the First Stage immediately after attaining the Dao, could be said to have saved at least several hundred thousand years!" the Demon Emperor said. "Of the Emperor Lord Nine Realms, each stage consumes more time than the last. In this regard, Emperor Ye is indeed at a disadvantage. If you wish to catch up with those before you quickly, the only way is to consume those heavenly treasures and earthly materials of heaven and