Wuliang light swept across the sky. The Sole True Realm expanded and contracted, while the emperors' killing intent surged heavenward, severing the flow of time.
It was clear that Pangu, Nuwa, and the others were struggling to refine the Sole True Realm and kill its emperors.
The emperors inside the Sole True Realm could not come out, but they were still alive. When struck, they struck back.
The ten Human Ancestors burned away their own lives, yet their power still fell a little short.
Meng Chuan watched Pangu and the others in silence. The Little Stone Emperor stood beside him.
After their earlier exchange, Pangu and the others had largely accepted what Meng Chuan said, and their views had begun to change.
Even so, they still wanted to finish refining the Sole True Realm.
They had plotted this for the Eternal Ages and laid their plans across hundreds of millions of years. It had become a conviction they held fast to, one they would not easily abandon.
For the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, building the Ideal Country was no longer solely about protecting all living beings.
It was their wish, too.
Of course, their greatest wish was to see every emperor gone from the world.
The Ideal Country could be built slowly. But the emperors, the source of so much calamity, could not be left for later. They had to be dealt with now.
Those brutal emperors were utterly deranged. Every extra day they lived was another day they threatened the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.
This was what Pangu, Nuwa, and the others insisted upon. Meng Chuan did not interfere, leaving them to carry it out themselves.
The Little Stone Emperor, however, could survive. After this, the person known as the Little Stone Emperor would no longer exist in