Jun Moxiao watched the destruction the two men caused. Their power should have been around the late Escape One Realm.
"Those two old geezers are already so old. What are they still fighting for?"
Ye Qingxian said, "Mm! They're both very powerful, but fighting here is completely out of line."
Jun Moxiao asked, "You want to send them to the Imperial Pass?"
Ye Qingxian said, "Exactly! The Primordial Imperial City needs reinforcements. Since they signed the Ancient Covenant, they have to go to the Imperial Pass and fight the enemy."
Jun Moxiao said, "That's the Celestial Clan's elder celestial and the War Tribe's War Emperor. They've both lived for countless tens of thousands of years. Even their clansmen thought their ancestors had already died."
Ye Qingxian asked, "What level do you think they're at? Would they be Quasi-Emperors from my grandfather's era?"
"They haven't reached Quasi-Emperor." A Quasi-Emperor in the Shrouding the Heavens World was a genuine Supreme. These two old men were only in the Escape One Realm.
Far away on the horizon, the War Emperor spoke. "One slumber spanned eternity, and seas have turned to mulberry fields!"
He sat cross-legged in the air, his voice spreading like divine thunder. An aura of supremacy, as though he alone reigned throughout heaven and earth, radiated from him and made all living beings below submit.
The elder celestial in the distance replied, "How many autumns passed within this great dream? What year is it tonight?"
The elder celestial was a legend too. He had once swept across heaven and earth without an equal.
The War Emperor said, "Elder celestial, you've grown old."
The elder celestial said, "We're both on the path of seeking the Dao. To hear the Dao in the morning, I would gladly die that evening."
The War Emperor