Although Supremes had often fought all the way to the Cosmic Frontier since ancient times, grinding even the Great Dao to nothing...
That Great Dao was not the same as this one.
And that grinding away was not the same, either.
So killing Meng Chuan for good was not impossible. Nothing in the world was impossible.
But it would be very, very difficult. That much was certain.
That did not mean Meng Chuan could act recklessly.
Killing had never been the only way to deal with an enemy. One could also seal or suppress them.
Even if someone could not kill Meng Chuan for good, they could use their own Dao to hold back his return after killing him.
That would be little different from death.
Such a method would have its flaws, though. It could not suppress him forever.
Besides, the Myriad Heavens and Worlds within Meng Chuan had long since become entirely real, and Xiantian Living Being had already been born there.
Even Xiantian Living Being at the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level were gestating.
As long as Meng Chuan did not deliberately hold them back, the Myriad Heavens and Worlds within him would flourish beyond measure with the passage of time.
To the living beings there, those were their worlds. They were everything.
There, they would live out joy and sorrow, reunion and parting, life and death, finding the Dao and losing it.
Would someone break through the boundary between inside and outside and appear before Meng Chuan?
He believed it would happen in the long years ahead.
Beyond the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, there were still heavens beyond heaven. The road had never been cut off.
Inner World, flesh, magical power, Primordial Spirit, will, Dao Fruit...
Meng Chuan went through everything carefully from beginning to end, leaving nothing