Chen Pingping was very calm as he stepped deep into the Ancient City. Even when facing three Heaven Emperor Realm powerhouses, he remained composed and unhurried, as if there was still someone behind him, giving him absolute confidence.
By rights, no matter how powerful a Great Emperor of this age was, it was impossible for him to surpass the Heaven Emperor Realm.
But he was a special existence. First of all, his origin was different from all the Great Emperors of this world—a transmigrator, bearing a system.
Several Spiritual Beasts had made tremendous contributions to his cultivation.
The cultivation he had accumulated over these years had been constantly piling up, internalizing, pouring into his body—flesh, bloodline, blood and flesh, bones, meridians, and so on—everything had been pushed to the utmost extreme.
