Meng Chuan told them about the few who had attained the Dao but were still alive and had not shown themselves for ages. The Emperors sighed one after another.
"The Great Dao is a hard road!"
"Every one of us is still struggling to cross the Bitter Sea. Who knows when we'll reach the shore?"
The experiences of those two stirred a tumult of thoughts among the Emperors.
It was a resonance shared by seekers of the Dao.
As for the Red Dust Immortal Path and the circumstances of those two, Wushi understood something of it, though perhaps not all that deeply.
But Ji Zi understood the Feathered Emperor and the other man all too well.
Ji Zi was also walking the Red Dust Immortal Path, but compared with Wushi, the difference was like heaven and earth.
Wushi kept advancing. He passed steadily through each lifetime, certain of beginning the next, and was even seeking ways to speed up the process.
Ji Zi, however, walked on thin ice with every step, exercising extraordinary caution.
Wushi was already near the end of his fifth lifetime, about to live a sixth.
Ji Zi had only begun to find a way to live a fourth.
He had also used a method like theirs, giving himself long years to search for a way to continue his transformation.
Ji Zi wanted to surge ahead too, but faced with reality, he could only sigh.
It was as if he and Wushi were not playing the same game. Or perhaps it was the same game, but the gap between the players' levels was simply too great.
Meng Chuan had helped him along the way and hoped Ji Zi would succeed, but in the end, it depended on Ji Zi himself.
For Ruthless, of course, this stirred no