Feng Hao was taken aback for a moment, but he soon nodded in acknowledgment. He was already at the Great Perfection Half-step Great Emperor Realm. He was only one step away from becoming a Great Emperor.
It seemed to be very close, but only the experts who stood at the doorstep knew how far this step was. Looking at the countless experts, even if it was futile, they could only die with regret at this doorstep.
"Becoming a Great Sovereign isn't the same as before. I believe you can feel it too. In the flourishing age of the past, with your aptitude, not to mention becoming a Great Sovereign, you could even become a Sovereign." Venerable Evil sighed. He had a very high opinion of Fenghao.
"I know. The Heavenly Way is shackled. Anyone who breaks through to become a Great Emperor will unlock the shackles of the Heavenly Way. Experts like you will no longer be stuck at the Half-step Great Emperor Realm. You will regain your true strength." Feng Hao smiled. He already knew this when he was in the Penglai World.
Although he was currently on the True Martial Continent, there were countless prodigies here, in the Penglai World, and in the Hundred Races Continent. They all wanted to accomplish the hegemony of the Great Emperor, so that the glory of the ancient Golden Age could once again reappear.
"It's not necessarily a good thing to break through." Venerable Evil shook his head. His voice was filled with inexplicable sorrow. Feng Hao was puzzled.
Wouldn't it be better to break through to the Great Emperor Realm and restore the glory of the ancient times?
In this way, this kind of flourishing age where hundreds of schools of thought and experts fought for hegemony would descend, and experts like them wouldn't have to worry about their cultivation being restricted.
"Haha, you're too naive." Venerable Evil shook his head and said, "Let me give you an example. Nowadays, Great Emperors, Divine Lords, and even Sovereigns have their cultivation suppressed to the Half-step Great Emperor Realm. Most of the time, it's impossible to kill each other unless you use some tricks."
"It's also because of this that all the experts in the True Martial Continent and the Penglai World have fallen into a period of peace because they know that no one can kill the other. Even if a Divine Lord goes against a Great Emperor, there's no result to speak of. Everyone's cultivation is suppressed."
"Once someone becomes a Martial Emperor and breaks through the shackles of the Heavenly Law, they will be able to regain their true strength. Have you imagined the consequences of that?"
Hearing this, Fenghao was startled. He really had not thought about this in detail. Countless people were fighting for the sake of becoming Emperors, not just for themselves. Take him for example, no matter if it was for the entire human race or for the people he wanted to protect, he had to become stronger.
Becoming a Great Emperor a step earlier than others would allow one to possess even greater power.
However, after hearing Venerable Evil's words, he suddenly thought that if the shackles of the Heavenly Dao were broken because someone became a Martial Emperor, it would likely not be a flourishing era, but a true era of darkness.
All the experts from the ancient times who had survived were born. Without the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, some of them had the power to truly surpass the voices of all living beings. What accompanied them were countless battles and the corpses of experts.
Fenghao drew in a deep breath. He didn't dare to imagine such a scene because at that time, the Heavenly Sovereigns wouldn't be the strongest. Only then would the tyrannical strength of a Paragon be displayed. If one or two characters like the Azure Sky Archdevil Sovereign appeared, how far would the apocalypse be?
Venerable Evil smiled indifferently when he saw the change in Feng Hao's expression. He said, "The reason why I told you this is because you're the one who has the highest chance of becoming a Martial Emperor. Even that kid from the Academy can't compare to you. Of course, that's not necessarily true. After all, at your level, you only lack a few opportunities. Anyone can become a Martial Emperor, and anyone can also become a Martial Emperor."
"So you're telling me this so that I can consider the pros and cons when I become a Martial Emperor?" Feng Hao said softly. His entire being became solemn. It seemed that it would not be easy for him to become a Martial Emperor.
"No, I want you to know what you need when you become a Martial Emperor." Venerable Evil said straightforwardly.
"What do I need?" Feng Hao muttered to himself. Venerable Evil's question was too sudden, causing him to fall into deep thought for a moment.
Yes, what was needed to become a Martial Emperor? He began to think deeply about what he needed when he became a Martial Emperor and broke through to the next realm.
Venerable Evil looked at Feng Hao with a calm expression. He did not continue to speak. He knew that it would be best for Feng Hao to think about this question himself. He might even be able to take that step directly.
Feng Hao relaxed his body and closed his eyes. He began to immerse himself in his mind. At this moment, there was only one question in his mind, and that was what he needed.
Ever since he started cultivating, he had awakened the Illusionary Martial Body from the lowest level of trash. He had experienced all sorts of experiences and obtained many things, including becoming the protector of the Human Race. He shouldered the countless hopes of the Human Race on his shoulders.
At the same time, he had also lost many things. Shuiyue, who loved him the most, and his master, Yao Lao, who had accompanied him and watched him grow to where he was today. Both of them had sacrificed their lives for him.
There were losses and there were gains. This was Fenghao's life. When he knew that Shui Yue and Yao Lao had died for him, his mood was similarly very sorrowful. However, he also clearly knew that he had to continue to become stronger.
This was because he was not living alone. There was still the Human Race, his beloved wife, and his adorable daughter. He needed to protect all of them.
Power.
This word suddenly flashed through Feng Hao's mind. What he needed now was power, the power to become a Martial Emperor.
At this moment, Feng Hao suddenly understood. He remembered that someone once said that the appearance of every Martial Emperor in this world represented a different path of the universe.
In order to become a Great Emperor, one had to grasp a different kind of morality from ordinary people.
Only then would one be qualified to become a Martial Emperor.
Apart from the power of Heavenly Punishment, there was another kind of power in his body. It was the Battle Will.
The Battle Will was also a kind of power. Since ancient times, no one had been able to become a Martial Emperor through the Battle Will. This was his chance.
As for the power of Heavenly Punishment, it was simply impossible. Heavenly Punishment was the power of the Heavenly Way.
As he thought of this, Feng Hao suddenly opened his eyes. A gleam of light flashed through his eyes and a powerful Battle Will rose from his body.
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