This lifetime was glorious beyond measure. As Ye Fan broke through to Quasi-Emperor, it seemed to raise the curtain on something. One prodigy after another took that step, ascending to Quasi-Emperor.
"I can't wait any longer!" Watching the distant Great Saint undergoing tribulation, about to elevate his Saint Dao to the Quasi-Emperor level, and sensing that vigorous vitality, the Undying Heavenly Emperor decided not to wait any longer.
For a being like him, a single scheme could span a hundred thousand years.
He had begun laying the groundwork for that divine war of the Primordial Era a hundred thousand years in advance.
Quasi-Emperors meant nothing to the Undying Heavenly Emperor. Sweeping aside three thousand Quasi-Emperors with one hand would be no trouble at all.
What he feared was not any individual Quasi-Emperor, but this age that kept producing them without end, far surpassing every Golden Age in his memory.
He had merely ventured into the chaos for a while, and the world had gained a double-digit number of Quasi-Emperors. In the past, that little time would not even have been enough for him to take a nap.
Granted, the new generation had yet to produce a single Extreme Dao expert, but given time, such beings would certainly not be scarce.
Ye Fan and Su Yunxian, for instance, were already close to the Extreme Dao.
Of course, the Undying Heavenly Emperor thought nothing of individual cultivators in the Extreme Dao realm, but those two were clearly not beings that realm could contain.
If he waited any longer, there might well be two more Heavenly Emperors.
When that happened, even Emperor Venerable might be brought low if he intervened.
Strong as Emperor Venerable was, facing a double-digit number of Heavenly Emperors at once would probably be no easy matter for him either.