Reason told the Primordial Immortal Lord that something was wrong.
He knew exactly how he had managed to steal Plane Authority.
The truth was,
although he had persisted, he had never shown the slightest sign of success.
Only during his most recent attempt had he suddenly felt the Plane Ancient Dao's resistance to him weaken. And that weakening had come without warning.
No, "abruptly" was the better word.
Without the slightest sign.
He had sensed nothing beforehand.
Something was very wrong.
But years of longing had become reality in an instant. He had been too exhilarated to think through what had led to it.
Now, after his fight with the Ancient Immortal Church Master, he had vented his anger and calmed down enough to realize it.
And at that very moment,
he discovered that someone else was about to steal Plane Authority after him. What were the chances of that?
When he failed, everyone else failed too.
The moment he succeeded, someone else was about to succeed.
What was left for him to feel superior about?
The Eternal Immortal Domain was only so large. If people stole Plane Authority one after another, what would he use to keep them under his heel?
If they were all top-tier Great Dao Divine Lords, and all of them held stolen Plane Authority, how would that be any different from none of them holding it?
Once his shock passed,
the Primordial Immortal Lord made his decision: he would prevent the birth of a Third Plane Authority Thief.
"Enough fighting!"
"We must stop whoever is trying to become the Third Plane Authority Thief. After that, we must join forces to suppress the other Great Dao Divine Lords. We cannot allow anyone else to steal Plane Authority."
Hearing the resolve in the Primordial Immortal Lord's voice,