Meng Chuan barely needed to think. He understood in an instant: for someone like Amitabha Great Emperor, who had attained the Dao, Immortal Ascension and reaching the Immortal Domain were grand ambitions.
But for Meng Chuan, Immortal Ascension was almost within reach. Becoming an Immortal King would take a little time; becoming an Immortal Emperor was the modest goal, the real challenge.
His gaze was fixed on the Heavens, on the Myriad Heavens and Worlds. They, in the end, saw only Immortals and the Immortal Domain.
Meng Chuan smiled and said no more. If Amitabha Great Emperor decided to enter the Dao Realm, Meng Chuan would naturally bring him up to speed on these basic matters.
If Amitabha Great Emperor wanted to seize a Sliver of Life, he needed not only Meng Chuan's world-shaking power but also to enter the Dao Realm. Only then could he grasp that Sliver of Life.
"Sorry for the trouble, Heavenly Emperor. I am deeply grateful for your help," Amitabha Great Emperor said to Meng Chuan, adopting a humble manner. When asking for help, one had to act the part.
After all, this was no longer the real Amitabha Great Emperor.
"That can be arranged." Meng Chuan looked at Amitabha Great Emperor and first explained a few things, including the crucial points of becoming a god in the Dao Realm.
Then, to give Amitabha Great Emperor a firsthand sense of it, Meng Chuan snapped his fingers and summoned the Dao Realm Emperors.
Five Great Emperors and four beings their equal appeared and sat behind Meng Chuan. Without a word, they all stared expressionlessly at Amitabha Great Emperor and the Demon-Subduing Pestle.
Under the gathered gazes of the emperors, the pressure was more than any ordinary person could bear.
Amitabha Great Emperor's face took on a