Once the Zhou Tian Star Dou Grand Array had gradually taken shape.
Emperor Jun and Kunpeng felt much the same as Ling Qing; neither of them was particularly happy.
Before they had even come into being, they had already cultivated to the Great Luo realm. The reason they had emerged to roam the world
was not because they enjoyed building a power or basking in the reverence of the myriad races.
It was because they wished to cross that final step and advance beyond the Great Dao, into the eternal, indestructible realm of Primordial Unity.
From testing the sacred beings of the world after first emerging, studying the methods of the myriad races in hopes of drawing inferences from one example to another, to beginning to comprehend the Dao of formations under Ling Qing's influence, seeking to use the Dao of formations to gather the strength of many, to establishing the Heavenly Court, gathering the various branches of the myriad races, and using their strength to evolve the Zhou Tian Star Dou Grand Array—
every one of these actions had been for the sake of attaining the Dao of Primordial Unity.
Yet now, they had done each of these things in turn.
But as they looked upon the Zhou Tian Star Dou Grand Array, soon to be completed, they could clearly sense
that even once the grand array was finished, even by borrowing its power, the two of them would be unable to cross that chasm.
They looked toward the human race's crimson fortune, blazing like oil poured upon a raging fire, then at the Heavenly Court's equally crimson fortune.
At once, they came to an understanding. Emperor Jun sighed. "It seems we have ultimately still come to this step.
The Zhou Tian Star Dou Grand Array alone is not