When speaking to this point, a trace of extreme desolation flashed in Emperor Shi's eyes.
In a certain sense, from the day he obtained the stone tablet, today's failure was already inevitable. After all, the Fierce Ghost World might have been a discarded failure from the beginning.
In these years as a Venerable, Emperor Shi has become even more aware of the drawbacks of foreseeing the future.
He desperately wanted to witness the scenery atop that pinnacle!
The person with the most hope of reaching that step now stood before him; how could Emperor Shi watch as the other walked down the wrong path?
"Although I was unable to truly take that step just now, that momentary pause allowed me to hear the voice of the world. Go, go where you wish to go! I will block all obstacles for you."
"Future generations wish to enjoy shade, as a predecessor, I naturally must help plant the trees..."
Having said that, Emperor Shi took a deep breath and stood up from the dragon throne.
