Ye Xiwen had only just attained the Dao, yet he was already at the great perfection of the First Stage. However, he was in no hurry to directly assault the Second Stage. He still possessed that much patience.
This wait lasted more than ten thousand years. Only after his Three Thousand Martial Daos had been perfected, and after his natal Dao artifact had been completed, did he finally prepare to enter seclusion.
Of course, though he said he would enter seclusion soon, things did not move so quickly in reality. This seclusion could last for an unknown length of time, and Ye Xiwen still had many matters to prepare.
In particular, the Underworld Emperor and that mysterious existence might make a move, so every precaution had to be taken.
News that the Martial Emperor was about to enter seclusion quickly spread. This seclusion would last for who knew how many years.
Many powerful figures quietly breathed a sigh of relief. With such a formidable Emperor Lord hanging over their heads like a sharp sword, they had felt suffocated at every moment.
Now that Ye Xiwen had entered seclusion, it was the best possible opportunity for many ambitious people.
Especially since they needed to determine victory and defeat now, so that they could seize the initiative on the road to becoming Emperor Lords in the future. As for competing with Ye Xiwen, there was no longer any need. His pace of attaining the Dao had simply been too fast.
After the Divine Court announced that the Martial Emperor would enter seclusion for a time, the Myriad Realms appeared peaceful on the surface, but beneath it, hidden currents had long been surging. Countless people were eager to make a move.
Aside from the Divine Court, which feared neither wind nor rain with