After all, they had only just heard that the Eastern Emperor had survived his tribulation and become a Quasi-Emperor.
Then suddenly, this reversal had come.
"What a pity. Heaven envies the gifted!"
"The youngest Quasi-Emperor in all history!"
"A Great Dao Injury is too terrifying, and hardly easy to cure completely... throughout ancient history, no small number of dazzlingly talented Quasi-Emperors have died in meditation because of it!"
"Wonderful! Heaven is helping me!"
"He dared call himself the Eastern Emperor before even attaining the Dao. How arrogant, how conceited!"
"This proves that people must not be too arrogant, or they will pay the price in the end!"
"I heard he subdued the Origin of the Dao before, only to be rejected by it. It said he could never attain the Dao. Clearly, he suffered a backlash from the Great Dao..."
"Exactly. This is the price of excessive arrogance and defying heaven!"
"If he got there ahead of us, wouldn't our own paths be cut off?"
"Hmph, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, if you really attained the Dao smoothly, what would that make us?"
"Even if he can heal his Dao Injury, it will take at least several hundred years, perhaps longer. We still have time to catch up!"
"Heh, a Dao Injury isn't so easily healed. It's hard to say whether he can even pull through!"
Along the Ancient Road of the Human Race.
They heard that the Eastern Emperor had suffered a Great Dao Injury, his survival uncertain.
Some felt regret, others were ecstatic, and no small number gloated over his misfortune.
Some even secretly cursed him, hoping the Eastern Emperor would fail to pull through and die outright from his Dao Injury.
No one was willing to become a mere foil, especially those supremely confident and proud Young Supremes who