"The Martial Cultivation World has buried countless Great Emperors and submerged numerous cultivation systems..."
"If I, Hong Yuan, single-handedly devour the Martial Cultivation World and carve a Path of Immortality without venturing into the Outer Heavens, who can compare to my achievements?"
As Hong Yuan contemplated this, a surge of grandeur naturally arose in his heart.
On the day of Tao Achievement, he resolved to become the supreme being, The Strongest Saint, throughout the ancient history of the Martial World.
The poem reads: "Since ancient times, sages have always been forgotten, as mountains rise, I stand at the pinnacle!"
At this moment, Hong Yuan sat upright on the Purple Gold Throne, continuing his duel with the will of heaven, filled with patience.
If the will of heaven intends to handle him, Hong Yuan, in the old way of exhausting one Great Emperor after another with Life Span, it would be nothing but a laughable attempt.
