Someone voiced the suspicion that she was the Heavenly Emperor Successor. Otherwise, how could a Saint have anything to do with the Heavenly Emperor?
"The Heavenly Emperor Successor has emerged! Who could possibly stand against her?" someone sighed. Meng Chuan's name was already engraved in people's hearts—a name synonymous with invincibility.
"The finest opponent one could ask for!" Others burned with fighting spirit, believing this was the kind of rival who could push both sides to greater heights.
Wushi watched the scenes unfold across the Starry Sky, somewhat surprised. At the same time, his fighting spirit rose.
The Heavenly Emperor Successor?
It was a staggering identity. Anywhere in the universe, it placed her beneath one person and above ten thousand, at the very pinnacle of honor!
He had been right after all. She would be his true opponent!
Wushi felt no fear. For one thing, he had an invincible heart; for another, in a certain sense, he too was a Heavenly Emperor Successor!
The thought came to Wushi rather suddenly, yet it also felt as though it could only be so.
Because that man was the Heavenly Emperor! A Heavenly Emperor who had fought his way to the top, step by step!
If Meng Chuan had reached this point and still inspired neither respect nor awe, that would be utter nonsense.
"Thank you for stepping in to help, Great Emperor, and thank you too, Daoist Friend Huang Tian!" Deep within the Dao Realm, The Ancient One thanked Meng Chuan and Huang Tian. Huang Tian repeatedly insisted there was no need—it had all been at the Great Master's instruction and was hardly any trouble.
Besides Meng Chuan, the two Attendants, and The Ancient One, the other Dao Realm Gods had come as well. Ruthless had not; she was still in seclusion.