With the Righteous Qi Sect disciples no longer suppressing him, and his demonic corruption deepening, the Purple Zenith Sacred Sovereign could forget about resolving his descent into madness anytime soon.
Ning Ye had finally gained the time he needed.
In truth, to him, there might not have been much difference between the initial stage of the Human Emperor Realm and its peak. It was simply that he always sought stability through aggressive means. That had to do with the Heaven Asking Art, and with his own nature as well.
This peculiar way of doing things left many people unable to fathom what Ning Ye truly wanted or what medicine he was selling from his gourd. They only knew that Ning Ye was becoming harder and harder to provoke; even the Purple Zenith Sacred Sovereign had suffered a silent setback at his hands.
Yet everyone also knew that when Purple Zenith emerged from seclusion, it would likely be the day the world changed beyond recognition.
Even those at the bottom understood this. Naturally, the Sacred Sovereigns could see it as well.
But the Sacred Sovereigns each had their own thoughts. To the great Sacred Sovereigns single-mindedly striving for breakthroughs, every newly emerging genius cultivator had a purpose to their existence—one who might offer them enlightenment in the future, or even guidance.
It was precisely because they had caught a glimpse of certain signs that everyone tacitly accepted this arrangement.
The result was that the Purple Pole Palace had an increasingly difficult time in the days that followed, while the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance basked in unprecedented glory.
Meanwhile, in the Three-Star Domain, the confrontation between the Seven Nights Star Lord and the Heaven Silkworm cultivators continued.
As time passed, the Seven Nights Star Lord's understanding of that Great Dao divine weapon