"None of you are interested in becoming Dou Emperors?"
Gu Hui sat with one leg crossed over the other and said leisurely, "Of course we are, but there's no rush.
"What this world needs is the first person in ten thousand years to break its shackles.
"Once the first Dou Emperor appears, this world will revive.
"It won't be too late for us to become Dou Emperors then. So we're in no hurry."
The two men understood. The hardest part of breaking the world's shackles was bringing forth that first Dou Emperor.
For a moment, Xiao Chen found himself yearning for it too.
As for Xiao Yan, the moment he heard that the Heavenly Tomb held an opportunity for his soul to enter the Emperor Realm, he rushed to the Ancient Realm. With Gu Yuan's help, he entered the Heavenly Tomb again and, with his current strength, reached Xiao Xuan's tomb on the third level without obstruction.
Outside the tomb sat a figure in a dark robe embroidered with dragon patterns.
The figure was so faint he seemed barely there, yet he radiated an air of supremacy over heaven and earth. His features bore a striking resemblance to Xiao Yan's, though they carried more of the weariness of ages and the arrogance of one who looked down on all living beings. It was Xiao Xuan's remnant soul.
"Your descendant Xiao Yan pays his respects, Ancestor." Xiao Yan bowed, his voice trembling slightly with excitement he could not suppress. The bond deep in his blood had never felt stronger.
He could clearly sense the Emperor-Realm aura within Xiao Xuan's remnant soul. It was almost exhausted, yet still stood proudly against heaven and earth—a power that felt close enough to touch and impossibly far away.
Xiao Xuan slowly opened his eyes. They