He wondered whether the Ziwei Great Emperor, as a member of the Heavenly Emperor's faction, knew any inside information.
Of course, Meng Chuan did not ask him.
Even if the Ziwei Great Emperor knew something, it was undoubtedly not something he could casually reveal.
Meng Chuan would have to be mad to keep digging until he reached the bottom of it. He had only just met the Ziwei Great Emperor; asking about such things would only make things awkward.
Meng Chuan watched the Origin Ancestor's progression from Sacrificial Dao to Above Sacrificial Dao twice more, hoping to learn from it.
Though Meng Chuan did not follow that path, Shi Hao, Ye Fan, Chu Feng, and Ruthless would. The more he knew, the more he could help them.
A ready-made example stood right before him. He ought to watch closely and learn well.
Otherwise, if Ruthless and Ye Fan came to him with questions one day and he had nothing to say, wouldn't that be embarrassing?
It would tarnish Meng Chuan's brilliant image.
But if he could offer a point or two—or three or four—his glory would shine anew.
Brilliant, mighty, great, all-knowing Uncle Meng.
Meng Chuan bade the Ziwei Great Emperor farewell and walked toward an older stretch of history.
The Ziwei Great Emperor showed no intention of accompanying him. He had been here for untold years, and much of the history Meng Chuan was tracing back through was history he had experienced firsthand.
Watching Meng Chuan's retreating figure, a light flickered in the Ziwei Great Emperor's eyes.
Someone with Emperor Qi hidden within him might have a chance of joining us, the Ziwei Great Emperor thought.
He could faintly sense Meng Chuan's extraordinary strength. Meng Chuan gave him the impression of being no weaker than himself.
No faction would