The heavens resonated, and myriad Dao manifestations bloomed, each extraordinary and brimming with immense potential.
Anyone who could reach the Quasi-Emperor realm in the Dharma-Ending Age had extraordinary potential.
Each had something unique about their own Great Dao.
To use an analogy that did not quite hold up:
If these Supremes could someday cultivate in an environment perfectly suited to the Dao and gain eternal life while still in the Human Dao Realm,
then, after long ages, most of them could become True Immortals.
Of course, "long ages" would start at roughly tens of millions of years...
After tens of millions of years, even a dog or a pig could become an immortal dog or immortal pig.
Naturally, an ordinary dog could not compare to a Quasi-Emperor.
That was why the analogy did not quite hold up.
But put another way, every one of these people had the makings of a True Immortal!
Just like the supposed makings of a Great Emperor back in the day. (Smirk.jpg)
Three hundred years drifted by in the blink of an eye.
When cultivators were wholly immersed in the Great Dao and their Dao Attainment was advancing by leaps and bounds, they rarely felt time pass.
But when their cultivation stalled without advancing an inch, a long seclusion could become torture, even driving a cultivator mad.
Of course, it would take an exceptionally long seclusion to drive a cultivator with a sound Dao Heart mad.
When cultivation brought clear progress, though, nothing could match the joy it gave.
To cultivate effectively and grow stronger was perhaps the happiest thing under heaven.
The Quasi-Emperors drank Half-Immortal Medicine, those at the Quasi-Emperor Peak and the Alternative Dao Attainers drank Immortal Medicine, and the Great Emperors drank the finest treasures among Immortal Medicines.
The insight into the