Xu Zimo steadied himself and stared at the location of the doorway.
Vast Imperial Might spread out from within.
At that moment, heaven and earth fell silent.
Countless towering figures stepped through the air from the seal.
Each of those figures seemed capable of suppressing the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, sweeping across the desolate cosmos as they strode forth from time immemorial.
All was utterly silent between heaven and earth.
Endless imperial might bore down.
This was a seal left behind by generations of Great Emperors. Let alone Xu Zimo, even Baimeng would be unable to break it.
Unless Baimeng could forcibly break through the tenth Meridian Gate, there might be a chance.
Every figure in the sky radiated vast Imperial Might.
Each phantom represented a Great Emperor.
Some bore curved blades on their backs, their blade prisons like seas, drowning the entire firmament.
Some crossed the River of Time, passing through several eras as they walked within fate.
Others stood separated from immortals and mortals, bitterly pursuing the great path of longevity. Their Imperial Might shot straight into the heavens, wishing to compete with the Heavenly Duke for supremacy.
Some saw ten thousand years in a single glance.
Some suppressed several eras, their tyranny unmatched.
Some refined pills as casually as frying beans; some exhaled one breath, and several great formations would live on endlessly through reincarnation.
Three Blades Great Emperor, Time Emperor, Immortal Mortal Great Emperor, Great Emperor Divine Sun, Invincible Emperor, even True Martial Great Emperor...
Standing in the firmament at this moment were all the Great Emperors since the beginning of the Era of Emperors.
They had all left behind suppressive power within the seal.
To break the seal was to stand against an entire great era.
Xu Zimo looked up. These phantoms had no consciousness.