For they were in poor condition, and all had long since undergone ultimate sublimation. They could not hold on much longer.
If they still could not enter the Immortal Domain, once their last traces of blood and vitality ran dry, only death would await them.
Yet the Eastern Emperor remained expressionless and gave no answer. He did not even glance at them.
The hearts of those Supremes all lurched and sank to rock bottom.
"Hmph, how laughable. From the immortal platforms of you few, I heard the wronged souls of countless living beings wailing and weeping..."
Before the brilliantly radiant Immortal Gate.
Wang Bo, the bearer of the Chaos Body, was covered in blood.
He looked at those Supremes, their faces ugly and filled with unwillingness, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Brimming with mockery, he said, "Do you think the Eastern Emperor would let scum like you, who willingly sank into depravity and stained yourselves with the blood of countless living beings, enter that place?"
"Damn it..."
For a moment.
The few Supremes who had survived until now before the Immortal Gate all turned livid, shocked and furious.
For they had all unleashed dark turmoil before. The Eastern Emperor could not possibly give them a chance to enter the Small Immortal Domain.
Seeing this, Laozi, the Yellow Emperor, Shennong, Rong Chengshi, Sakyamuni, and the others hesitated briefly before making their choices one after another. They followed the others out of the Road to Immortality.
For even with the Myriad Dragon Emperor, the Golden Ancient Emperor, and the others withdrawing, their chances of winning a place to become immortal were slim.
Especially since Wang Bo, the Chaos Great Emperor, wore a resolute expression, plainly determined to brave the Immortal Road and enter the true Immortal Domain.