"Undying in the mortal world, I alone am real. My immortal altar is dustless, my Dao heart clear. Gazing across the great universe, I see countless living beings, yet I walk the Immortal Path alone."
The Dragon Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, like a Heavenly Emperor at the pinnacle of the universe. His eyes were deep as he sighed. "This loneliness is something Supreme Beings cannot comprehend."
The emperors snorted, refusing to stoop to the level of this Dragon Emperor, who had gained the advantage and still played the innocent. They gathered around the Immortal Furnace and continued refining the Nine-Turn Immortal Liquid.
Though the immortal liquid was inferior to an Immortal Pill, it could briefly restore their blood and vitality to their peak, making them real men for half an hour. Taken at the most critical moment on the Immortal Ascension Road, it could work unexpected wonders.
"Heh heh-"
The Myriad Dragon Emperor chuckled. Rather than compromising the dignity of a Supreme Being from the Ancient Mine, his youthful wit and humor recaptured the flair he had possessed when attaining the Dao in his youth.
Supreme Beings could not be profaned because they lacked confidence. A Great Accomplished Saint Physique truly could profane them; clinging desperately to face only meant suffering for it.
An unblemished emperor, however, was invincible in his own eyes and possessed a unique confidence. Holding the strongest power beneath heaven, he naturally had no need to put on airs. He could dwell above the Nine Heavens or be approachable and friendly.
In the past, after taking a self-severing slash and seeing no hope, they naturally cared nothing for appearances. Now that they were unblemished and immortality was within reach, they had suddenly become respectable men.
Suddenly, the Dragon Emperor swept his purple