Failed. Failed again. In the end, he had still failed!
Everyone fell silent, not a word passing between them.
Starting with Maitreya, Huan Wushang and Patriarch Mu had successively attempted to attain Great Luo. Three Supreme Experts of the Heavens had tried and failed, one after another, meeting their ends.
Was Great Luo truly so difficult to attain? Was it really impossible?
Chang was about to break free, and the unification of the myriad worlds was imminent. Was there still any hope for the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens?
Everyone turned their gaze toward the Three Jewels Lord, toward the Lord of the World Alliance, toward He Heng.
Everyone understood that, at present, only these few had any chance of attaining Great Luo. But could they really succeed? Maitreya, Huan Wushang, Patriarch Mu—each was a powerhouse who could stand shoulder to shoulder with them, yet every one of them had failed.
One failure might be a fluke, two might be a mishap. But after three consecutive failures, could there really be no underlying problem?
Who could take that step?
Silence, and then more silence.
Suddenly, a roar rang out across the cosmos. A broad and towering figure stood at the very peak of the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens. His hair hung loose, his clothes were in tatters, yet he exuded an air of unrivaled confidence. It was none other than the Martial Ancestor.
"I'll do it!" he said softly, looking at the silent Myriad Worlds of the Heavens.
He was going to attempt to attain Great Luo!
But wasn't he supposed to be suppressing Chang? Now that he had come out, what would happen to Chang? Who would keep him imprisoned?
Every powerhouse's expression changed. They hurriedly looked toward the black ancient coffin deep within Great Heaven. The Nine