With a flick of his finger, Meng Chuan healed Footprint Emperor's Primordial Spirit and woke him from his slumber.
The first time Footprint Emperor saw Meng Chuan after waking, he was stunned.
Then he examined himself. His Primordial Spirit was whole, his Divine Power surging, as though he had never fought that battle for his life.
In an instant, understanding dawned on Footprint Emperor.
"So that's it. You've become a true Immortal Emperor."
Footprint Emperor gave a rueful smile. "When you attained Immortal Ascension, I was still on the Human Dao. When you became an Immortal King, I had only just glimpsed the threshold of the Immortal Dao."
"Now I'm a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, but you're already an Immortal Emperor. I'll always be one step behind you."
Sure enough, I've spent my whole life in this man's shadow.
"What did I tell you?" Meng Chuan said with a smile. "You were fated to face a Death Tribulation."
"You were right about everything." Footprint Emperor nodded, unable to argue. His body reformed in an instant.
With his Primordial Spirit intact, restoring his body was naturally no great difficulty.
The seventh Quasi-Immortal Emperor since the creation of the Boundary Sea had survived.
It was worth noting that Emperor Bone Bro was no longer the first Quasi-Immortal Emperor since the creation of the Boundary Sea, nor its first supreme being.
Meng Chuan was.
Emperor Bone Bro was merely a latecomer!
In fact, Meng Chuan was the oldest supreme being in all the heavens of Cang.
The Weird Ancestors, the Pollen Path Ancestor, Luo—every one of them belonged to a younger generation than Meng Chuan.
In Meng Chuan's eyes, only the Plateau was as ancient as he was.
As for whether anything existed at the Root of Time before creation, Meng Chuan did not know.