Emperor’s Domination

The divine ring absorbed the power of the curses in this world, not allowing this supreme grand dao to evolve. It existed for the sole purpose of preventing this grand dao from maturing and gaining the primal force.

However, her supreme grand dao evolved too swiftly. The pillars stretched the divine rings outward successfully and started floating upward again.

“She’s doing it!” Desolate gods and emperors became anxious, let alone normal cultivators.

This was the key moment of the limit path - breaking the divine ring.

“Bang!” The pillars had all the advantages and overwhelmed the divine ring, shattering it. Pieces scattered to the wind.

“It’s broken!” Everyone shouted.

“A new primal ancestor is here!” Some murmured.

“Driedtree is becoming an ancestor at last. The path appears easier now.” Crimson Virtue became sentimental because he might be the next to attempt.

The dao let out explosive sounds as her supreme grand dao was now free to mature. It had the shape of a golden dragon blotting out the sky.

The true fate in the center breathed in and let out chaos true energy, changing it each time. It became heavier and more tangible.

“Buzz.” The dragon started changing, shedding its scales and creating new ones. This new energy entered the anima, lighting it up with a primal glow,

“It’s turning into a primal anima!” The crowd shouted.

“The moment is now!” Someone roared.

“Driedtree Emperor, no, Driedtree Ancestor. When will our sect have another primal ancestor?” Someone whispered.

Some found her cultivation improvement to be unfavorable. Their sect only had one primal ancestor.

When Everlasting Jiang was alive, he was unbeatable. Trinity and Seven-two Origin Ancestor were no match for him. With him gone, the sect still had North Kun God - an apex heaven-slayer capable of beating any primal ancestor. This statement applied to Tenth-gen Chen as well.

The only true primal ancestor was Whale. However, he joined the sect later so in a sense, his loyalty could be questioned. Because of this, he was viewed as an outsider by many.

Therefore, Desolate Frontier needed primal ancestors. The other behemoths had more primal ancestors in charge.

“Ten-realm Emperor should become one too.” Those sharing this sentiment also had a similar thought.

“I’m afraid it’s difficult, if not impossible.” An ancestor said and held his wrist in frustration.

Everyone knew the Chen’s fortunes had been seized. Stagnation was all but certain in this barren land.

If Ten-realm Emperor had the support of the sect’s momentum and earth veins, he could have become a primal ancestor earlier. Now, this clearly wasn’t possible.

“An outsider can get a primal anima but not Ten-realm Emperor.” Members of the Chen said with indignation.

They were angry but powerless. After all, not even Tenth-gen Chen could change this.

“Boom!” The sky turned darker with black clouds accumulating. Thunder detonated everywhere as a nameless power suppressed the whole region.

“The primal tribulation.” Many dropped to the ground from the pressure.

Crimson Virtue’s group became startled.

“It’s here.” Jiang Qingmei observed while standing on the thirteenth peak.

Li Qiye glanced at it and said: “Just a weak tribulation because Three Immortal World is blessed. No tribulations for emperors, weak ones for primal ancestors. The tribulations in other worlds and previous epochs exceed your imagination. Even the most brilliant cultivators died like nothing, unable to become emperors.”