Did the Supremes have the power to stop him?
The answer was yes!
A peak Great Saint, however close he came to the Quasi-Emperor realm, was nothing more than a slightly larger ant. After all, even Quasi-Emperors were merely large ants in their eyes. Aside from requiring a little more effort to crush, their only remaining use was as a nourishing feast. The flesh and blood of one Quasi-Emperor rivaled that of a hundred billion living beings.
Why did they not stop him?
Naturally, they wanted this peak Great Saint to test the depths of that small world for them.
It was, after all, a small world left behind by an Ancient Great Emperor, with the Emperor Sword he had transformed into resting within it. Who knew what dangers lurked inside?
Buzzz-
A gale surged forth, sending flowers, grass, and trees dancing. Every leaf, every petal, embodied an immensely powerful sword intent.
"Ten thousand years leave life and death lost in boundless haze, yet youth is but a dream of twenty years. One sword sends winter off and brings spring home, slaying my youthful self like passing time."
A phantom emerged from the indistinct Emperor Sword. It was a youth in his prime, a young man proud and lofty of spirit.
He gazed into the distance without speaking to himself.
"The young Ancient Emperor dreamed of becoming a swordsman who roamed the ends of the earth with sword in hand. But later, he took the True Martial Path. That path sought truth through martial prowess, a pure and true martial art, naturally running counter to his youthful dream of becoming a swordsman.
"So in the end, he forged himself into a sword, the most powerful forbidden sword of all time! Through it, he fulfilled his childhood dream of becoming a