Luo and Meng Hai had meant well. They were thinking of the Heavens, and this was one way to restore its fighting strength quickly.
But the difficulty of doing so was simply too great.
Even Shi Hao shook his head when he heard it. He did not think it was realistic.
The difficulty of reflecting the Heavens' past into the present, coupled with possible interference from the Weird Race, placed so many obstacles in their way that there seemed to be no hope at all.
To Shi Hao, rather than expend his strength reflecting the past and grow weaker bit by bit, he might as well cultivate hard and try to crush the Weird Race with his own power...
He had spent several million years becoming an Immortal Emperor. Was he supposed to spend who knew how many eras afterward reflecting the past?
That was obviously impossible.
And so, ever since Shi Hao entered the Heavens, he had taken the path of fighting, fighting, and more fighting.
In a way, that also bought Luo and the others time.
Still, Shi Hao had not stood by and ignored the matter. He had reached out to Luo and the others and helped them a great deal.
Nor had Luo and Meng Hai resented Shi Hao for refusing to join them. They remained on friendly terms with him and treated him as a friend.
They had also told Shi Hao many secrets known only to Immortal Emperors.
That included matters such as an Immortal Emperor's ability to reflect the past.
In the Heavens, many of an Immortal Emperor's abilities had been explored to their fullest.
They were abilities that an Immortal Emperor who had risen from humble beginnings like Shi Hao would never have thought of in so short a time.
Thus, Shi