It was not that he did not ascend to the heavens, but that the path to ascend to heaven was broken.
At this moment, the Great Emperor hung in the air.
*He was at a loss!*
It was as if a road that people had always walked suddenly had a wall appear before it.
After a long time, he once again attempted to cross the tribulation, hoping to defy Heaven and ascend.
Yet after numerous attempts, he could not break through the sky and had to give up.
Bit by bit, time passed, and the cultivation of this Great Emperor continued to improve.
He alone could suppress the eight wildernesses of the universe and was considered invincible.
Countless people submitted to him; he also founded a sect and controlled this world, leaving Heaven and Earth in silence.
Everywhere he went, he was respected and worshipped.
Originally, he enjoyed it, was quite happy.
But as time passed, even until seven thousand years later, changes began to occur in his body, and his blood power started to wither.
