"Heavenly Emperor!"
Black Emperor True Martial sprang to his feet in shock. The Heavenly Emperor was in the prime of his life, commanding an era of prosperity. The Three Pure Ones had submitted and refined pills for him, the Buddhist Sect temporarily avoided his edge, and every Other Shore practitioner across the heavens bowed their heads. He truly dominated an entire Lifetime, even more imposing than Haotian of Primordial Antiquity. He was one of those most likely to attain Transcendence.
And yet, he was actually planning to retire. It was simply unimaginable.
Even if Causality weighed heavily upon him, he should have fought for it. The one at Jade Void Palace was precisely like that, laying plans far into the future and supporting Yang Jian and Daoist Goku in ascending to the Other Shore. The burden upon him had grown lighter and lighter.
"This world is ultimately not very suitable for me." Lin Xian smiled faintly. "True Martial, after I leave, you will temporarily wield the authority of the Heavenly Emperor."
He had already reached the summit. A soaring dragon must regret flying too high; beyond this, he could only wait for the Final Tribulation. Rather than remain in this world, tangling with a pack of old foxes, scheming against one another for hundreds of millions of years, he might as well return and fight one grand, earthshaking battle.
Life after life, death after death; at the end of Reincarnation, the Underworld was the final destination of all living beings.
"Heavenly Emperor, please reconsider." True Martial rose and tried to persuade him again. "My virtue is shallow, my talent meager, my achievements slight, and my reputation humble. I have never possessed the talent to govern heaven and earth, nor can I bear the responsibility of the realm and its people.