The Ancient One had already reached the level of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. She had forged her own path and had plans for the future.
And in a world like the Marvel Great World, where the laws were extraordinarily lax,
traveling through time and changing history could be done with a single stone, let alone by someone as powerful as the Ancient One.
Faced with the Ancient One as she was now, Meng Chuan had no intention of interfering much.
It was enough to answer some of her questions and show her some truths, making her path clearer and her conviction firmer as she walked it.
The closer one came to the Dao, the harder it was to put into words.
Could Meng Chuan forcibly raise the Ancient One's strength?
Of course he could.
But at this stage, her own path mattered most.
After some time, Meng Chuan's guidance of the Ancient One came to an end.
The Ancient One pondered it for a long while. Her aura had grown much stronger than before his guidance.
Meng Chuan had not pulled up seedlings to make them grow, forcibly boosting her strength, but his Divine Abilities were what they were. An immediate effect was inevitable.
The Ancient One sighed softly. "The closer I get to that level, the more I understand my own powerlessness and the gulf between us."
Enough Quasi-Immortal Emperors to fill the entire Boundary Sea would still be slaughtered by a single Immortal Emperor.
In the Myriad Heavens and Worlds of Lifetime, even if All Living Beings attained Perfected Creation, they would all be buried in a single thought by an Other Shore Being, so long as they stood neither in the Nine Heavens nor in the Nine Netherworlds.
The gulf was so vast it was almost impossible to