"Dao Illuminating the Years!" Qin Tian activated his emperor technique.
This time, he was not summoning possibilities from other timelines. Instead, he banished the Great Dao within his body to other parallel worlds, turning it into Dao seeds that became new possibilities and supplied him with combat power.
With this emperor technique, Mom would never have to worry about me suffering Dao wounds again.
"Now comes the harvest!" Qin Tian looked toward the Law Pool, a trace of a smile appearing on his face for the first time in ages. This sudden windfall reminded him of the glorious feats of his youth.
Although the Lord of the Heavenly Emperor Burial Pit had rescued those four emperors, Qin Tian had already stripped them clean the instant they fell into the Law Pool.
The accumulated wealth of eight emperors over countless eras was an incomparably vast fortune. Even all the assets of the heavens and the Boundary Sea combined might not equal theirs.
After all, this was the accumulation of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds over countless past eras.
"Time to refine weapons!"
In his youth, he had relied on his two hands to defeat every opponent beneath heaven. Even when he forged artifacts, they were only for his own defense.
But times had changed.
With weirdness invading, fists and feet alone could no longer maintain peace across the heavens.
He needed a weapon, one capable of punishing emperors and annihilating all living beings, to confront the terrifying upheavals of the future.
Qin Tian said, "The three Dao soldiers are all different. Against a single, dedicated emperor weapon, they would inevitably be at a disadvantage."
The strength of an emperor weapon depended not only on its materials, but even more on the mental effort its emperor master invested in it.
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