The Quasi-Emperor battles came first. Some Supremes from the Strange Different World would also enter the fray. They had learned that what they called Supremes were merely Quasi-Emperors in this world.
Every Quasi-Emperor battle had the spectators roaring with delight. Star rivers shattered; the Myriad Daos trembled.
In the world Meng Chuan had opened for the occasion, who knew how many Star Rivers had been reduced to ruins?
The Supremes of the Strange Different World were swept aside by the Quasi-Emperors of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands once again.
By the end, the Quasi-Emperor battles had become a contest between those at the Ninth Heaven of the Quasi-Emperor realm.
Every peak Quasi-Emperor cut a peerless figure, seemingly unmatched.
"If I'd competed for the Dao against people like them back then, perhaps I wouldn't have been the one whose name went down in history."
Shennong watched the Ninth Heaven Quasi-Emperors and sighed. They were too strong. He had certainly not been this powerful in his own day.
Every Quasi-Emperor still standing on the battlefield had studied the scriptures of several emperors, gathered the strengths of countless sages, and forged a path of their own. Their might surpassed that of ages past.
"The circumstances were different, that's all."
Meng Chuan stood at the front, watching the Quasi-Emperors with a smile. He was in a fairly good mood.
"If you'd lived in an age like this since you were young, you wouldn't be any weaker than the people down there."
Most who became Emperors were the very finest of their era. Given another chance in the Dao Realm, they would most likely attain the Dao again.
"If only I hadn't been born so many years too early!" The Great Accomplishment Sacred Body suddenly slapped his thigh. "If I'd been born in this