Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1832 Chapter 482: True King_3

Even the mere blood of the Emperor proves too much for certain experts at the Immortal King Realm to endure.

Primordial True Realm, Extreme Dao Mountain.

A handful of silhouettes made their way back to the summit of Extreme Dao Mountain; they turned out to be Di Wushe on his return, accompanied by Li Hao and the rest.

Upon arriving at the mountain, those two immediately escorted Li Hao to the primary hall to give their report to the master.

Noticing the absence of Gu Mofan, the Dao Origin Immortal Emperor asked for an explanation; Zhan Qinghuang promptly described what had happened, mentioning Shi Miao's efforts to convince them as well.

Once he had heard the account, the Dao Origin Immortal Emperor cast a look toward Shi Miao, a hint of praise flickering in his gaze, and remarked, "Truly deserving of your status as the favored pupil of the Heavenly Calamity, among the Seven Monarchs of that era—it appears that conflict etched itself profoundly into your mind."

Shi Miao stayed quiet, his face devoid of emotion; the mark left by that disaster wasn't merely profound but etched into his very core!

"Shi Miao speaks the truth; the lot of you nearly rushed into folly and stirred up chaos—this highlights the gap in your Dao hearts, possessing only an illusory emperor's heart while missing the genuine one!"

The Dao Origin Immortal Emperor's eyes moved, his stare growing unusually sharp, as he declared, "That sense of frustration, outrage, intolerance... what good do such pointless feelings do for you? If shame truly grips you, then devote yourselves to rigorous cultivation until you reach the heights. The slaughters, heartbreaking losses, and myriad deaths you witnessed this day barely scratch the surface of the horrors from bygone eras!"

"The True Realm from a hundred thousand years past, so vibrant and thriving, still faced near-total destruction at the hands of the Ancient Demons—imagine the peril now."

After absorbing their master's sharp words of correction, Di Wushe and Zhan Qinghuang's expressions shifted subtly, grasping the dire circumstances beyond and the lofty hopes their master held for their ascension to emperor.

The authentic emperor's heart... Di Wushe gripped his fists lightly; hailing from the Emperor Clan, it stung that his master deemed him without a real emperor's heart.

Yet he understood his master spoke no falsehood; with the purest Emperor Clan lineage coursing through him, his inability to forge a true emperor's Dao heart filled him with a touch of self-reproach.

"Master, is the Eastern Domain truly able to withstand it? Should the Ancient Demons band together and the old calamity strikes again, even pouring every ounce of effort into cultivation, who knows if completing the Emperor Road might demand another ten thousand years—by that point, the Eastern Domain..."

Zhan Qinghuang found herself compelled to voice her concern.

Along the road to emperorship, the passage of time defies prediction; enlightenment could dawn abruptly the next day, or one might toil through ten thousand years of grueling practice for scant progress.

These elite prodigies had advanced rapidly in the past, free from any roadblocks, yet in the face of true emperorship, they had languished for twenty thousand years, every day dragging on like an eternity.

"Fretting changes nothing; when the hour arrives for you to step into the fray, amid those desperate life-or-death struggles, whether you're at the Quasi-Emperor Realm or reduced to frail youngsters, you will charge into combat! The moment hasn't come yet, however; focus solely on advancing further and on amplifying your impact in the conflicts ahead!"

"Everything else—dwelling on it serves no purpose."

The Dao Origin Immortal Emperor let out a chilly huff.

Zhan Qinghuang and Di Wushe stood stunned, then lapsed into quiet.

Li Hao also grew still, his mind drifting back to the chaos unfolding in Ancestral Dragon City within the Eastern Domain; during these short exchanges, untold numbers of lives might already have perished there.

For how long could such heavy tolls continue?

Despite being an Immortal King who could lead during peacetime, in a realm-spanning clash for survival, he amounted to little more than a bigger rock, incapable of creating significant waves.

"Haotian."

The Dao Origin Immortal Emperor's call snapped Li Hao's wandering thoughts back to the chamber.

"Master."

Li Hao raised his gaze.

"You hold strong prospects for emperorship too—don't grow lax."

The Dao Origin Immortal Emperor advised Li Hao, "Summoning you this time, abrupt as it was, truly stems from deliberations among the True Realm Ten Thousand Clans on these issues."

"Hmm?"

At his master's statement, Li Hao sensed some bewilderment, a sentiment shared by Di Wushe and Zhan Qinghuang, all of them lifting their eyes toward him.

"After the disaster a hundred thousand years back that almost obliterated the True Realm, would the True Realm Ten Thousand Clans fail to anticipate the Ancient Demon Clan's potential revival?"

The Dao Origin Immortal Emperor's face remained icy, his voice carrying a grave edge, as he continued, "With the Eastern Domain's conflict now igniting, various mighty Great Emperor clans have recently quietly agreed to mobilize for the Ten Thousand Clans War, while also activating a further contingency for warfare, the True King!"

"The True King?"

Li Hao and the others felt perplexed.