"Daoist Lu is quite right."
Another Great Luo, an old man in a Daoist robe known as the Lord of the Illusory Realm, also smiled. "In the Beginning of Antiquity, no one spread the Dao. In those days when even Taiyi God seemingly had yet to be born, the Heavenly Court naturally could not compare to its splendor under the Great Celestial Venerable!"
Among the myriad worlds and heavens, it was not that the older something was, the stronger it became. Rather, the most ancient beings were all extraordinarily powerful.
What was powerful was not the oldest era, but the people of that oldest era.
"Taiyi God... I fear there may no longer be a Taiyi God now..."
Lu Sheng withdrew his gaze, thoughts turning in his heart.
Before the Martial Ancestor occupied the initial Space-time, he had once fought a being called the Demon Emperor, who was suspected to be Taiyi, in a battle that shook the Chaos Sea. Whether Taiyi would still appear in Taiyi Space-time was truly impossible to predict.
Though the thought crossed his mind, he did not say it aloud, instead warning them:
"Even so, we cannot be too careless. That Heavenly Emperor named Jun is no easy opponent either."
The current Heavenly Court naturally could not compare with the Supreme Heavenly Court of later generations, whose influence spanned myriad worlds and dominated the Myriad Heavens and Worlds. Yet it could not be underestimated, for this was a move placed by that Martial Ancestor.
Lu Sheng greatly admired—and feared—that Martial Ancestor.
In truth, no one dared to look down on him.
"We naturally understand that."
The others all nodded. In truth, did Lu Sheng even need to say this?
Though they had never seen Di Jun make a move, the fact that he dared call