He took a step back...
Fuxi was speechless for a moment.
That was the Imperator realm—the path countless living beings pursued, and the ultimate state.
The immortals and gods across the heavens would give everything to follow this path, even betray the way they had once walked. Even back when he himself had the chance to reach this point, he had exhausted every stratagem and given his all just to remain in that state a little longer.
Yet the Daoist before him said that he had taken a step back—and walked out of it of his own accord.
For a moment, the man in green shirt did not know how to judge him. Should he scoff and call him foolish and shortsighted, or marvel at the weight of the fact that, faced with the clarity of the [Imperator] state, he could retreat half a step by holding on to his human side? He could not tell whether what the Daoist had done was right or stupid.
For some reason, he recalled what Supreme Old Daoist had said years ago.
"Just transcendence, that's all. This old man took a step back."
"So what?"
Advancing was nothing more than pressing forward with courage, a step in pursuit of the Dao. Whenever fate and opportunity allowed, any cultivator who reached this point would follow their instincts and do just that. Under such circumstances, anyone could advance further.
But to be able to put 'myself first' and take a step back—
That was the bearing of the Supreme One.
That showed even greater skill.
The Supreme One lineage truly was extraordinary, its cultivation beyond compare.
And, sure enough—
Unmatched arrogance!
The man in green shirt watched the Daoist before him, sensing that his aura had grown richer and more substantial. He asked:
"Why take