"An ordinary Twelve-Colored Pangu without Pangu essence blood has the strength of a peak mid-tier Dominator."
"A Twelve-Colored Pangu fused with certain rare treasures of heaven and earth can reach the strength of a high-tier Dominator."
"But a Twelve-Colored Pangu with Pangu essence blood can possess strength beyond the Dominator level. As time passes and he slowly refines the Pangu essence blood, his strength can advance by leaps and bounds, even reaching the Dao Ancestor realm."
"And perhaps—"
"He might ultimately become more than an ordinary Dao Ancestor!"
Li Yue's heart surged.
Back then, the First Emperor had exhausted every method, plundered every resource, and devoted his entire empire's strength to nurturing them. Even so, the Twelve-Colored Pangu he finally refined should not have possessed Dao Ancestor-level strength.
Only the Final Pangu, formed by fusing all twelve Twelve-Colored Pangu into one, possessed overwhelming might beyond the Dao Ancestor level.
Yet now, just one of Li Yue's Twelve-Colored Pangu had the potential to possess strength beyond that of an ordinary Dao Ancestor!
The gulf was enormous.
The Twelve Golden Men in his hands would one day far surpass the First Emperor's original Twelve Golden Men.
They would surely become his strongest instruments for safeguarding his Dao!
Whoosh—
He collected himself, his expression returning to calm. Blazing divine flames instantly ignited before him, spreading across hundreds of millions of miles of space.
One piece after another of Immortal King-grade, Heavenly Venerable-grade, and even Dominator-grade immortal metal was cast into the raging divine flames.
Countless Dao patterns intertwined and danced around him, descending upon the pieces of immortal metal within the divine flames and branding themselves into their deepest cores.
"The process of refining the Twelve Golden Men is actually also a form of comprehending the Dao."
"It contains the First Emperor's Dao."