In this Golden Age, stars blazed and heroes vied for supremacy. Peerless prodigies rose one after another.
They lit up the cold, dark universe, leaving behind brilliance and glory that belonged to them alone.
The struggle on the Ancient Starry Sky Road had long since reached its cruelest, most feverish stage.
The many Young Supremes either rose in defiance of heaven or fell before their time.
To say that bones lay piled like mountains along the Ancient Starry Sky Road was no exaggeration.
Every fallen prodigy would have been a figure of towering renown on any inhabited planet.
But on the Ancient Starry Sky Road, such prodigies were as countless as carp crossing a river. They could only become stepping stones for the true Young Supremes.
Those Young Supremes had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. After battling along the Ancient Starry Sky Road, they had finally reached its last trial.
They all shared the same goal: to claim the throne of the new Emperor.
Amid all those shining stars, only one was destined to reach the summit. The rest could only serve as a backdrop.
The Chaos Thunder Sea at the final trial of the Ancient Starry Sky Road had already opened.
According to ancient records, every peerless prodigy who reached the final trial was qualified to contend for the throne of the new Emperor.
Apart from a few unusual eras, there had been no exceptions.
One Ancient Emperor was said to have slain every other peerless prodigy before attaining Emperor Enlightenment.
Thus, to each of them, every other prodigy was an enemy.
Only by defeating every opponent could they gain the confidence to challenge a higher realm.
Not everyone could attain Emperor Enlightenment without killing a soul, as Amitabha Buddha the Great had.