Just as Shi Hao and the others were marveling at Jun Moxiao's strength, his voice rang out in their minds again.
"Oh, right! I forgot to tell you. When I resurrected those hundred-odd Immortal Emperors in the Heavens Realm, I temporarily intimidated the Weird Clan into submission. You'll have five million years of peace. After that, war between the Weird Clan and the Heavens Realm will break out again."
"Hao Tian, I hope you can cultivate more powerhouses over these five million years. Preferably Immortal Emperors."
"Grand Elder, keep at it! In this greater world, you have a chance to break through to Immortal Emperor."
Another war in five million years. Just thinking about it made Shi Hao's head hurt.
"Holy shit! You King of Show-Offs keep refusing to act. Are you trying to work me to death?"
Shi Hao felt helpless. After growing even stronger, this fellow had become a full-fledged street loafer. Shi Hao had spent tens of millions of years fighting, while Jun Moxiao wandered around enjoying himself.
"The strong grow through constant trials. Without the threat of enemies, I'm afraid you'll lose your drive and sink into decadence."
After leaving that message, Jun Moxiao vanished, leaving everyone bewildered in the wind.
"Five million years it is, then! The Heavens Realm has reached the peak of its strength anyway. Perhaps those few will have become Immortal Emperors by then."
Shi Hao understood that Jun Moxiao might have foreseen their future fate. The war five million years from now would surely be fierce. Until then, his avatar would have to keep blocking the way in the Calamity Land to prevent the strange Ancestors from fighting their way out.
Just then, Meng Hai and the resurrected Immortal Emperors, including Zhen Teng and Qin Mubai, descended into Shi Hao's world.