From that day on, the Azure Emperor became the seventh Immortal Emperor to hail from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Seven Emperors from a single world. That number had already caught up with the number of Immortal Emperors the Heavens had possessed at their peak.
It was wildly outrageous, almost unbelievable, but the facts stood right before them.
Cang was vast beyond measure and rich with endless fortune, yet it had taken countless years to produce seven Emperors. Now the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands had caught up.
And seven Immortal Emperors were clearly not its limit. More Immortal Emperors born in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands would emerge in the future.
Perhaps one of Shi Hao's children, or one of Ye Fan's children—or even a later descendant.
And those were only members of the Imperial Clans. There were others besides them.
In the future, the number of Immortal Emperors from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands would undoubtedly reach double digits.
It was like a snowball rolling downhill: the more Immortal Emperors a world produced, the richer the unseen blessings of the Great Dao bestowed upon it.
The cultivators of that world would then have a greater chance of becoming mighty experts.
And if those cultivators were talented enough themselves, becoming an Immortal Emperor would no longer be beyond their reach.
As that virtuous cycle continued, the world would only produce more and more Immortal Emperors.
Of course, future Immortal Emperors from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands could not all attain the Dao in as short a time as Shi Hao, Ye Fan, Ruthless, and Willow God had.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Lands might have a slightly higher chance of producing Immortal Emperors than other worlds, but that chance was not limitless.
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