The Demon Emperor passed through one spacetime node after another. Some of those imprisoned there had been completely corroded, reduced to piles of dry bones without a trace of life.
Some had only an insubstantial soul left, drifting endlessly through this place.
Some were reduced to skeletons, yet still clung to life. Perhaps once they got out, they could forge their Divine Bodies anew.
The most wretched soul the Demon Emperor encountered had only a head remaining, yet still lived steadily on. His soul was extraordinarily powerful, holding firm against the erosion of time law without perishing. He had even preserved his head through the strength of his soul.
Demon Emperor Daochen passed through more than eight hundred places and met all manner of powerful beings.
Only then did he suddenly arrive before a middle-aged man. This was a Humanoid Monster with a human body, but the Demon Emperor could sense that he was not truly a member of the Human Race.
The man was slightly surprised to see the Demon Emperor enter. "How did you get in? No, wait. You already possess a trace of eternal aura within your body."
"You're very fortunate."
With that, he fell silent again, working on a way to break through and achieve Forging an Emperor Body.
Watching his unhurried manner, the Demon Emperor seemed to realize something.
His expression grew grave as he looked at the man before him. "You're the ancient Emperor King who revived in the Spacetime Empire?"
He now knew who this man was. Though he did not know his name, the Demon Emperor had clearly recognized his identity.
The man chuckled. "This era has already entered its world-ending phase. To survive such a cataclysm, one must forge eternity."
"Old antiques like me have begun to awaken one after another.