Xian Yu paid no attention to the Taboo beings of Stick Country. Instead, Xian Yu looked toward the Fei Kingdom.
The aura of enemies from the previous era had once lingered there. Their blood had fallen and faded there, and their Dao had been extinguished there.
Everything that had happened was gone, buried by time. Their arts remained, and their lingering resentment still roared there.
But it was all in the past. Nothing remained as it once had.
Xian Yu then looked toward the Empire.
There lingered the aura of an old acquaintance—and an enemy.
During the great war at the End of the Era, Xian Yu had sensed a change in Emperor One.
Emperor One had been the strongest figure in the Empire during the Previous Epoch!
Xian Yu had willingly given up the final contest for the Great Destiny. Xian Yu had not wanted to join forces with the Dao Gu Clan against Emperor One.
It was beneath Xian Yu, who had pride and dignity to uphold.
"An entire era has passed, yet you still failed to take that final step," Xian Yu murmured.
There was reflection and regret in those words.
Xian Yu could sense Emperor One's aura. It was weak—terribly weak. Emperor One had already been like this in the Previous Epoch.
Yet Emperor One had never taken that final step. They came from the same era, but Emperor One had always been ahead.
They had been rivals, but friends as well.
They had once discussed the Dao together and traveled the myriad worlds side by side.
In the end, Emperor One had pulled far ahead. Now that aura was barely perceptible; something had gone badly wrong.
Xian Yu gazed toward the Empire but did not go there. It held dozens of Genesis Level beings, and