In the Heavenly Emperor's Divine Kingdom, Meng Chuan opened his eyes and took in everything his divine sense had brought back.
"That trip was worth it." Meng Chuan sighed. He had made a killing this time.
"But with five Stones gathered in the Ancient One's hands, who knows how the story will unfold from here?" Meng Chuan's expression turned strange. He had returned the Space Stone to Fury, as their deal required. He had only borrowed it, so of course he would give it back, even though Fury had already prepared himself to lose it forever.
The other Stones remained with the Ancient One for her to handle. Meng Chuan had also left her a gift, one that could help her fulfill her wish.
"I don't need to worry about that. The Ancient One will handle everything. And Marvel still has plenty of use to me..."
Meng Chuan turned his head and sent out his Divine Sense. He found that the six people in the distance were still working hard, while Ruthless was contemplating the Great Dao in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.
"Another thousand years have passed." Meng Chuan sensed the Quasi-Emperors of Beidou, all heavy with the air of approaching death, and sighed.
"Jiang Daoran and Tiger Girl are still fighting, hoping they can make that final leap with the time they have left." Both had agreed to enter Meng Chuan's Divine Kingdom.
But he had told them certain things. If someone had become emperor before them, for instance, they could still defy Heaven and do the same by piercing through the Myriad Daos and raising their own Dao above the myriad Daos of Heaven and Earth. So they wanted to give it a try.
"Neither of you is the protagonist." If they truly had that kind of