Seeing that no one paid him any attention, Meng Chuan felt rather disappointed.
They were all old acquaintances. I watched you grow up drinking milk and playing with birds, and now you're acting mysterious? Too shy to even meet me?
"Back when Desolate Heaven Emperor..." Meng Chuan began, then stopped. Something felt off, so he put it another way.
"At the end of the Chaotic Ancient Era, cultivators became emperors one after another and waged bloody battles against the darkness."
"The first was a cultivator whose Daoist name was Yuan. He became a Quasi-Immortal Emperor and entered the Ultimate Ancient Land, where he fought four Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperors alone and suppressed them all. His bearing was unmatched."
"People honored him as Emperor Yuan."
The Dao Realm Immortals listened intently as Meng Chuan recounted secrets buried in ancient years.
"He fought three alone? This Emperor Yuan was formidable," Fuxi said with wholehearted approval.
"Naturally." Meng Chuan nodded without hesitation.
"Emperor Yuan was dazzlingly gifted, possessed a transcendent bearing and peerless looks. Truly, he was a hero who stood between heaven and earth, a great hero without equal."
"As he grew, he challenged and defeated a Supreme while only a Heavenly God—that is, a Dao-Slaying King—shaking the Eternal Ages."
"Countless immortal maidens and goddesses vied to bow before him."
"Later, while still a Supreme, Emperor Yuan fought Immortal King-level enemies head-on and faced several Undying Kings alone."
"Deep in the enemy's Headquarters, he carved his way in and out seven times, killing until no one in the world dared call themselves supreme!"
"Then, after just four hundred thousand years, he advanced to Quasi-Immortal Emperor, journeyed to the Dark Source, and suppressed the mastermind behind the Dark Turmoil!"
"Who claims to be invincible? Who dares say they have never lost? Across all worlds,