My Rich Wife Chapter 2972 A Narrow View
Previously on My Rich Wife...
"This can't be! How could anyone in this world evade the constraints of the Path of Heaven?"
The eight Supreme Gods displayed expressions of utter incredulity.
"Aren't these two mere Saints? How could they shatter the bonds that confine a Saint?"
Han ZhiXian creased her brow intensely, and a cold shiver pierced right through her thoughts.
This feat seemed nearly unattainable to her, someone who barely felt any emotions.
The laws of heaven and earth governed every turn.
Much like the Bucket Effect, the saint represented a fundamental flaw, and this flaw had long determined that the bucket's water level couldn't surpass its weakest point.
Yet now, the water within that bucket had risen beyond this vital threshold. Such an occurrence left the eight Supreme Gods in profound shock.
"The masked woman? Immortal Crane?"
Before Han ZhiXian, the Great Dao surged. Every fortune-telling she had performed on the pair surfaced, but nothing unusual emerged.
Abruptly, a blaze descended.
Bloody flames coalesced into a headstone. Within it, some form of internal qi began to stir and awaken.
A swastika gradually materialized upon the headstone.
"The Lord of Origin."
All the nearby Supreme Gods showed signs of dread. He stood as the most enigmatic among the eight Supreme Gods.
During the previous era, he had slain the prior Lord of Space with just one blow. Moreover, he had joined the final Great War of the Immortal Emperor and played a key role in the human race's defeat. Thus, it was presumed that he had gained immense rewards from that conflict. No one knew precisely what heights he had achieved since then.
Consequently, every Supreme God bore a trace of apprehension upon his rousing.
He had once unveiled a portion of his might in the Tomb of Heavenly Sins within the Saint World, positioning him as the mightiest adversary Qin Yu would confront.
At this instant, this peculiar artifact had roused the Supreme God with the longest existence.
"I detect a familiar internal qi. It appears they refuse to let go even now."
A deep, resonant tone emanated from the headstone.
"Hahaha! In the end, only two of the five Immortal Emperors remain. One endures through nine cycles of reincarnation, the other reigns as the mightiest Immortal Emperor. Even with a Dao Guardian's aid, their power amounts to nothing more than pathetic remnants."
A scornful laugh echoed from the headstone.
Though the Lord of Origin's words dripped with derision, the remaining five Supreme Gods remained deeply stunned.
These brief remarks unveiled alarming revelations. The former Dao Guardian had aligned with the Path of Heaven, contributing significantly to the human race's Immortal Emperors' ultimate downfall.
Yet, per the Lord of Origin's insight, this same Dao Guardian had shielded the reincarnations of these two Immortal Emperors. It explained why even the eight Supreme Gods couldn't uncover any traces.
Had Immortal Crane and the masked woman not voluntarily shed their body's restraints, the shift would have stayed hidden from all.
"What a formidable Dao Guardian! Did he foresee the human race's loss back then, prompting him to turn against them in pursuit of vast power?"
The Lord of Space drew in a sharp, icy breath. The Dao Guardian's choice to assault the human race's Immortal Emperors amid the battle had caught many off guard. Now it became clear: it was all to safeguard the survivors. The pieces fell into place.
As the steadily climbing internal qi registered, the five Supreme Gods' faces grew somewhat strained.
They lacked the Lord of Origin's prowess. Immortal Crane and the masked woman nearly matched their own strength.
After all, they had once been Immortal Emperors—peerless masters who had escaped the Great Dao's grasp.
The seventh tribulation stage marked the God Realm. There, one forged a divinity and attained eternity.
The subsequent realm remained shrouded in legend, for the Yan family's annals indicated that beyond this pinnacle, no established path existed.
Each individual forged their unique way forward, with nothing left to emulate.
Upon reaching the God Realm's zenith, two paths diverged.
The first tale spoke of yielding to the Path of Heaven, surrendering one's soul imprint for its approval. Success would transform them into its extension—an arm enforcing universal order as a Dao Guardian.
The deepest mystery surrounding every Dao Guardian concerned the method of their submission. In ages past, numerous Supreme Gods had strived to ascend to such heights, only to falter.
Even the mightiest among the eight Supreme Gods, the Lord of Origin, had vied for Dao Guardian status but met defeat.
It appeared that selection hinged not solely on raw power. The chosen would oversee worldly order for the Path of Heaven, existing as an undying being and its staunchest devotee.
Hence, the element that most astounded all Supreme Gods was how the prior Dao Guardian could betray the Path of Heaven post-soul offering. This revelation outshone even the two Immortal Emperors' reincarnations in impact.
The alternative path involved fully breaking free from the Path of Heaven's ocean, claiming heaven and earth's essence to defy it outright. Such a being would emerge as an Immortal Emperor—the world's supreme force.
Debates had long raged in cultivation circles over Dao Guardians' might versus Immortal Emperors'. Some argued Dao Guardians weren't inherently inferior; rather, those endorsed by the Path of Heaven might surpass Immortal Emperors due to their divergent allegiances.
These constituted the cultivation world's hierarchies. Yet, following the human race's supreme era, all Immortal Emperors fell to an enigmatic force. Presently, the Supreme Gods embodied the world's apex.
The duo's rampaging energies resembled twin timeless thunderbolts slamming into the Divine Realm, unleashing thunderous bellows.
These colossal powers eventually subsided upon hitting their zenith.
The Supreme Gods regained their composure.
Regardless, the pair lingered at God Realm potency. With the ancient Lord of Origin on their side, shock didn't breed panic.
"It's been ages. I never thought I'd cross paths with the old era's sinners once more. Immortal Emperor Yan, Immortal Emperor Xiuxian, Immortal Emperor Ji. But it's laughable for you remnants to linger here, clinging to life. No amount of striving will save you; like flickering candles against the storm, you're fated to perish with that bygone age's clash."
The headstone emitted a low, detached rumble.
"Long time no see. You're as chatty as ever."
Beneath the silver mask, a melodic voice akin to a lark's song rang out.
"Indeed. After endless scheming, you've finally realized the shift. All order has been reborn, and no fresh world shall rise here. No soul will ever aspire to unravel it all."