"Becoming a Cosmic Emperor was simply too difficult—hard as climbing to the heavens."
"Unless one reached this step, one could never understand just how difficult it was to become a Cosmic Emperor. Now that I have reached this step, I hold Cosmic Emperors in even greater awe."
Chen Fan did not tell Zhou Zhao about the insights he had gained after taking control of ninety-nine percent of the power of the Great Dao.
At Zhou Zhao's level of cultivation, everyone had their own path to walk. If he spoke carelessly, it could easily affect the path she was to take, and that would not be a good thing for her.
"Heavenly Secret God Emperor, who mastered the Heavenly Secret Great Dao, once predicted that there were three thousand Great Daos, and only three thousand Cosmic Emperors."
"Those who walked lesser paths could never become Cosmic Emperors. Throughout history, over two thousand Cosmic Emperors had been recorded. There might have been others who went unrecorded, so there were not many places left."
"Therefore, no matter how heaven-defying an unparalleled genius might be, they still seemed insignificant when facing the hurdle of proving the Dao and becoming an emperor."
"But I believe that you will definitely become a Cosmic Emperor in the future, because in my eyes, you are one of a kind!"
Zhou Zhao looked at Chen Fan, her eyes filled with little stars as she spoke.
From the moment she had first met Chen Fan, she had believed that he was a peerless genius who would one day become an invincible warrior capable of overshadowing the ages.
Chen Fan had achieved it on his home planet, and he had achieved it on the Eternal Continent as well. In the future, when he proved the Dao and became an emperor, Zhou