The atmosphere froze. Emperor Zun had never expected the Heavenly Emperor to lay bare his greatest plan in a single sentence!
Meng Chuan looked at Emperor Zun. Truth be told, he was puzzled.
Emperor Zun was destined to become an Immortal. If he wanted to refine the Universe to advance his Dao Attainment, Meng Chuan still could not tolerate it, but at least he could understand it.
But he wanted to refine the entire Universe just to make some so-called Supreme Immortal Artifact?
Once that Supreme Immortal Artifact was made, would it greatly advance his Dao Attainment? Would it let him kill an Immortal King as a Red Dust Immortal?
That was what Meng Chuan could not understand. How could someone who had reached this stage fail to grasp that, in the end, everything came back to oneself?
Only strength that was truly his own mattered!
"As expected of the Heavenly Emperor," Emperor Zun sighed. He did not deny it; he did not believe Meng Chuan was bluffing.
Over the long years, Emperor Zun had inscribed runes throughout the Human World. All that remained was to draw the net shut.
Of course, barring any surprises, the end would merely be Emperor Zun spilling his blood in the Outer Regions.
"Your resolve is firm, fellow Daoist. You won't change your decision." Meng Chuan watched Emperor Zun. He had come to discuss the Dao with him precisely to see what lay in his heart.
Just as Meng Chuan had expected, anyone capable of becoming an Immortal was unwavering in the path they followed and the goal they pursued, even without an obsession as powerful as Ruthless's. They would not be easily swayed.
If someone suddenly ran up to Meng Chuan and told him, "Your Red Dust Battle Immortal Path is wrong. Wake