The emergence of unfamiliar imperial dao fluctuations in the universe immediately alerted Supremes everywhere.
"Six are on the Big Dipper, one is beyond the domain—a total of seven imperial dao fluctuations."
"Hehehe, what a grand move. Someone took advantage of our absence to set a trap and launch a counterattack, intending to quell the turmoil. What audacity."
"Hm? They're all old acquaintances. Hengyu, Void, Jiuli, and Amitabha are also reviving, gathering the power of all living beings' faith and using nirvanic relics as an emperor's immortal platform—their divine selves."
"Hiss, Heavenly Venerable Daode, Heavenly Venerable Taihao, Heavenly Venerable Lingwa... those old fellows from the Mythological Era are here too. I knew they wouldn't die so easily."
Though separated by billions upon billions of miles, the dozen or so Ancient Supremes could communicate through divine sense.
All the forbidden zone overlords stopped feeding and rushed back toward the Big Dipper.
These beings—emperor corpses that had gained sentience and lived a second, even a third life, with new spirits born from their old bodies—all possessed a share of a Great Emperor's origin within them. They were comparable to great medicines of the imperial dao.
If they could harvest and replenish themselves from them, the benefits would be even more terrifying than devouring dozens of ordinary quasi-emperors.
Of the seven former imperial dao giants, if they could devour even half—no, one-third—
the Ancient Supremes who had slashed themselves and fallen in cultivation would not only be able to mend their cracked immortal platforms and return to their peak, but might even have a sliver of a chance to go further and enter the realm of immortals.
"Leave that fellow Void to me. No one is allowed to contend with this Emperor for him..."
The Lord of Reincarnation was clad in an immortal gold