Meng Chuan merely glanced at the Chaos Heavenly Emperor's question. He did not answer, his expression cold.
More and more of his emotions and True Self were vanishing. He had no desire to answer such questions.
If they wanted to guess what he intended, let them.
Whether they guessed correctly or not made no difference to him.
Clearly, though, the Limitless Ones were still being conservative in their guesses.
They thought Meng Chuan meant to use his ability to withstand Great Dao Assimilation to make an attempt at breaking the Great Dao Restriction.
That was understandable. They found it hard to believe he would truly seek his own death.
But they had not ruled out the possibility that he wanted to use this chance to pursue the realm Beyond Limitless.
Nor would they stubbornly, foolishly insist that such a thing was impossible.
As Limitless Ones, they knew what beings at their level could do. They had never doubted those capabilities or the strength of their peers.
Anything could happen to a Limitless One. The only question was how likely it was.
For now, they naturally considered it more likely that Meng Chuan was trying to break the Great Dao Limit than ascend directly Beyond Limitless.
But as long as the latter remained possible, they would not ignore it.
Meng Chuan's obvious refusal to engage with them, however, left the Limitless Ones at a loss.
They could see his current state, and they could see it worsening.
Even so, they wanted to get some information from him.
Surely they could not spend the entirety of an event this momentous since the last opening of Chaos as spectators, watching Meng Chuan do everything?
That would be too stifling. It was not what they wanted.
So many Great Powers of the Chaos Sea