Deep within the Divine City stood an abandoned ancient temple. There were no statues inside, only three crystalline blocks of Immortal Source floating quietly in the air, radiating a chill that had not melted for ten thousand years.
Within the Immortal Source, Fairy Guye's long hair cascaded like a waterfall. Her icy skin and jade-like bones still carried the aloof, otherworldly coldness she had possessed when they first met. Purple mist curled around Nuwa, whose face was ancient and sacred, while the Dragon Horse lay curled into itself.
Wang Xuan stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, his calm gaze sweeping over the three of them.
Ten thousand years ago, he had condensed the essence of the universe and created Immortal Source to seal them here.
With his current means of controlling the Inner World and enfeoffing Xiantian gods and demons, he could simply issue a decree and directly enfeoff these three as Xiantian deities within the Inner World.
Once enfeoffed, they would share the lifespan of Heaven and Earth. From the outset, they would possess the foundation of the Human Path's peak, live forever, and remain untouched by the passage of time.
"Unfortunately, their foundation is too shallow." Wang Xuan shook his head slightly, no emotion audible in his voice.
What was a Great Emperor?
One was an unrivaled prodigy forged through slaughter.
Only by remaining undefeated through countless battles, treading upon the corpses of peerless talents of the same generation, bathing in the blood of enemies from the Ten Thousand Races, and cultivating an invincible heart that regarded all Heaven and Earth as beneath oneself could one be worthy of being called a Great Emperor.
If they had never tempered such an invincible heart and were instead thrown directly into a greenhouse like the Inner