Had the threat come only from the Restricted Area Supremes, Old Golden Crow had both the cunning and the courage to gamble against heaven.
But this age was far too chaotic. The Restricted Area Supremes were the least of its problems. The Heavenly Emperors were laying their plans along the Immortal Paths, and the karmic debts accumulated since the Mythical Era,
the taboos of the Primordial Era, and the longevity calamities of the Desolate Antiquity Era were all erupting at once, throwing past and present into disarray.
Who could withstand a thunderbolt this enormous? Even the Great Emperor of the present age might not survive it. Hadn't old monsters like Azure Emperor and Emperor Yuhua been scrambling to avoid it?
Old Golden Crow had a peculiar premonition: the Great Emperor of this age would have it harder and suffer more than anyone, bearing the karmic debts of eternity alone.
It was a colossal pitfall.
"How could I claim such good fortune all for myself? What virtue or ability do I possess to deserve it?"
Old Golden Crow sighed, then bowed with clasped hands to Flame Emperor Shennong. "Hengyu, Void, Dao De, and Buddha Emperor are all senior Great Emperors who rendered tremendous service to the universe. Please reclaim your thrones."
"We have already had our glory. How could we cut off the path of those who come after us? We must give the younger generation a chance." Flame Emperor smiled faintly and said modestly, "We have long since ceased caring about fame and profit. We seek only immortality."
That is precisely what worries me. Old Golden Crow's heart sank. His eyes were fathomless, and he had calculations of his own.
Great Emperors had always been revered for two reasons. First, there were no immortals in the mortal world, so cultivators