The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron bobbed in the air and returned of its own accord, finally landing in Xiao Nannan's hands. Utterly docile, it let out one jubilant dragon cry after another.
The Emperor's Sons arrived one after another as well. The moment they saw Xiao Nannan again, every one of them was stunned.
So this was where the Heavenly Court's trump card lay. No wonder Lin Xian had been so confident, fearless before a Quasi-Emperor and unwilling to take even one step outside the sanctuary.
"Immortality... has another person capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with Emperor Zun appeared in this world?"
Emperor Huang's heart trembled. Xiao Nannan inevitably reminded him of Emperor Zun living out his second lifetime and becoming a Divine Infant. The resemblance was uncanny.
"Since ancient times, longevity methods have shared common principles. Some paths in this world will always cross. It isn't a question of one being superior to another; they simply meet from time to time."
"An aura untouched by self-severing, unlike those people in the Ancient Mine of Primordial Beginnings!"
Primordial Beginning was shaken to his core. His cultivation was the highest among the Emperor's Sons, and he had nearly become an Imperial Saint Spirit. But a Supreme Being had struck him down through underhanded means, forcing him to sever his own cultivation and start anew. He was especially sensitive to the auras of Supreme Beings.
Was Xiao Nannan's existence a mockery of the Restricted Area Supremes, or a rejection of the Immortal Ascension Road? It was simply too astonishing.
The greatest mystery of becoming immortal was that immortality lay somewhere within reach and could be attained, giving people the conviction to keep walking.
The significance of the Ruthless Great Emperor lay not in how high her cultivation was, but in