“Divine Relic!” came an exclamation from Ye Futian’s side. The person who spoke was the West Emperor. He looked at the sky in front of him, and even as a former ancient emperor, he still couldn’t hide the shock he felt.

Ye Futian looked at the West Emperor and asked, “Is there a chance for people to step on the Path of the Emperors and enter the Imperial Realm?”

“Yes, there is,” the West Emperor nodded emphatically. “If I just woke up, perhaps I would have thought that the Heavenly Path had not yet collapsed and that we were still in that era. Whoever created this seemed to have transformed it into the Heavenly Path.”

“It was manmade?” Ye Futian asked in astonishment.

“If it weren’t manmade, would it be the Heavenly Path itself? That would be impossible.” The West Emperor shook his head. “This is definitely a miracle.”

“In that era, how did cultivators step onto the Path of Emperors?” Ye Futian asked. He had a former Great Emperor by his side, but he had been too busy with his cultivation in the past few years and had never had a serious conversation with the West Emperor. Perhaps it was because the Great Emperor had used Xi Chiyao’s physical form, so he was not so willing to face the West Emperor.

Now, at this point, he needed to understand a few things.

Why would this Divine Relic have the ability to allow others to step on the Path of the Emperors?

“The Path generates heaven, earth, and all other matter. It gave birth to the universe and is responsible for its operation.” The West Emperor looked solemn as he looked up into the sky. He continued, “That is, everything in the world is born of the Path, and this Path is referring to the Heavenly Path; the universe is operating with the will of the Heavenly Path.”

“In the era before the collapse of the Heavenly Path, cultivators cultivate to comprehend the rules of heaven and earth until they realized the order of the Great Path, achieving divine power. Then, they were baptized by the Divine Tribulation, which ushered in transformation, resonating with the Heavenly Path. Once their pursuit of perfecting the divine power is accomplished, it is time for the Path to transform. The cultivators themselves transformed into a kind of Great Path rules under the witness of the Heavenly Path, casting the Body of Way, producing infinite life force and infinite Will. At this realm, it is known as the Realm of the Great Emperor.”

After the West Emperor finished speaking, he looked at Ye Futian and asked, “Do you understand what I just said?”

“Mmm,” Ye Futian nodded. At his level of cultivation, how could he not understand what the West Emperor meant?

The Realm of the Great Emperor was forged by one’s divine power, and it was used to control the operation of some Great Path order. Those who could do so were symbolic figures, and no ordinary mortals could be in this realm. Therefore, they were known as heavenly gods.

“What about those who defy the Heavenly Path?” Ye Futian asked again.

“Those who defy the Heavenly Path are ruthless individuals,” the West Emperor continued. “They want to forge their divine powers by cutting off the Path after stepping onto the Path of the Emperors because they were unwilling to bend under the Heavenly Path. Those who conformed to the Heavenly Path are invincible under the emperors even if they have not entered the imperial realm. And most who go against the Heavenly Path will be wiped out. And if they are lucky enough to survive, they will be disabled. They cut down the Path as a way of cultivation to enter a state of selflessness and limitlessness and then forged their Paths. If they were able to achieve it, they are akin to Little Heavenly Paths.”

After Ye Futian heard it, he understood it in an instant. For example, he had cultivated and created his world. If he could achieve perfection, he was the Little Heavenly Path that he made. In his world, his will was the will of the Heavenly Path.

He understood just how ambitious those who went against the Heavenly Path were. They were unwilling to live under the Heavenly Path and wanted to create their Micro Heavenly Paths. They knew it was an unnatural act, so eventually, a battle among the gods erupted, causing the collapse of the Heavenly Path. Nonetheless, those who defy heaven and cut down the Path seemed to have paid a heavy price in the end.

In the battle of the Heavenly Path, the gods perished, but in some sense, they were successful. They had caused the collapse of the Heavenly Path.

Ye Futian didn’t know what to think of those people. Their Paths were utterly different from his own, and they were far more ruthless. Ye Futian had a feeling that his discovery of his Path was partly due to luck, not a creation in any meaningful sense. It seemed that there was some power guiding him, including the existence of the ancient tree of the world.

“Divine Tribulation is a tribulation, but it is also a baptism,” Ye Futian remarked as he looked up above the firmament.

“Yes.” The West Emperor nodded. “This was the case in the era before the collapse of the Heavenly Path.”

“Therefore, if this piece of heaven was transformed by the Heavenly Path, then all subsequent tribulations were the tribulations from the former Heavenly Path. Therefore, it means that the Path of the Emperors had already been cut off,” the West Emperor said. Finally, Ye Futian understood what cutting off the Path of the Emperors meant.

The Path to becoming a Great Emperor was subsumed under the Heavenly Path.

The Heavenly Path was like the mother of all things. It was in charge of the order of the world and the running of the universe. In the era post-Heavenly Path, all the cultivators lost the source of orders and resorted to relying on treasures left over from the ancient times to create perfect Paths, just like in ancient times.

Or, under the shadows of the Great Emperors, those Great Emperor characters, in some sense, were spokespeople of the Heavenly Path in the human world. Their Paths were perfect, inheriting the order of the Heavenly Path.

However, even if a perfect Path was created, becoming an emperor was still impossible.

The Heavenly Path collapsed, and the Path of the Emperors was cut off.

But now, the Path of the Emperors appeared in front of him.

Ye Futian suddenly thought of one thing. He had now created a world. If he stepped into the imperial realm, his Path would be the “MicroHeavenly Path.” Could this Micro Heavenly Path shelter other cultivators to help them become emperors?

He remembered that he once used the ancient tree of the world to protect Long Chen and the others in their cultivation, which allowed them to forge perfect Paths. This meant that his idea was entirely possible.

The so-called “Micro Heavenly Path” was a kind of Heavenly Path. However, in his world, if he was strong enough, his Path was stronger than the Heavenly Path itself. In some sense, his would be the Great Heavenly Path.

Other than Ye Futian, the people around them listened to the conversation between the two. They were all rather curious by what they heard, and their eyes looked toward the sky. This sky was probably also transformed by the will of the Heavenly Path in this corner of the sky.

At this moment, they had a feeling that becoming a Great Emperor was no longer so out of reach. Perhaps, there was a chance for them to touch it.

They were not the only ones with those thoughts. The people who came here before them agreed, cultivating in different locations.

“There are a lot of strangers.” Ye Futian turned his attention to other directions. He saw many cultivators that he had never seen before. He had seen a few people who came to the Haotian Clan with Donghuang Diyuan previously, but there were a few others he had never seen before.

Of course, every world had some casual cultivators, all of which were on the old monster level.

If the appearance of God’s Continent before was not enough to attract the attention of some old monsters, then the arrival of the Path of the Emperors was enough to draw out all the old monsters who were cultivating in hiding.

Would the dawn of the age of gods become a distinction in time?

The six emperors did not show themselves here. Perhaps, they had reached some agreement, or there were other factors.

Many people looked at Ye Futian, then withdrew their gazes. This space was very quiet, and there was no fighting. But everyone knew that there was no fighting only because now was not the time.

Some cultivators looked at Donghuang Diyuan to try to gauge her attitude. However, she said nothing, just continued to cultivate quietly.

Above the Heavenly Palace, Ji Wudao drew his attention back. When he raised his head to look at the sky again, there was no longer any arrogance in his eyes. There was only respect and piety that came from the heart. It was as if that sky above was the manifestation of his beliefs!