The Emperors naturally could not understand Meng Chuan's sorrow or the pain in his heart.
If he could, Meng Chuan would rather have become a Giant, then broken through from King to Emperor at that stage. How glorious that would have been!
Just look at the people who had developed Quasi-Immortal Emperor Imperial Light around their bodies: a pig butcher, the Fake Medicine Seller, and a chicken keeper.
Those names did not suit a dashing man like Meng Chuan at all!
Meng Chuan was considering whether he should give himself a nickname.
The Tea Ye Grower. Meng Chuan thought it sounded excellent.
After all, since he could not compare with a Protagonist like Shi Hao, he could only join the ranks of the Emperor Light Immortal Kings.
Alas!
In theory, a Giant had already reached the pinnacle of the Immortal King realm and possessed the qualifications to break through from King to Emperor.
So the Crimson King, who had claimed he would break beyond the King Realm in the Foreign Realm during the Immortal Ancient Era, had indeed reached the threshold.
But reaching the threshold was one thing; actually succeeding was quite another.
Breaking through from King to Emperor was no simple matter. Otherwise, no one would have carved out the stages of Supreme Giant and Imperial Light Immortal King within the Immortal King realm.
If they could break through directly, which Immortal King of ancient history would have chosen to keep circling within the Immortal King realm?
Meng Chuan becoming an Imperial Light Immortal King at the age of 150,000 was already outrageous enough. If he became a Quasi-Immortal Emperor on the very same day...
The Great Daos of the Heavens would come kneeling to beg him: please, Meng Chuan, show some respect for the basic laws of cultivation.