Eon's cultivation was nearing the Peak Divine Ascension Realm, and if he wished to advance beyond that, he would need to venture into the Astral Sea and reach for the stars.
Once that happened, a new emperor would arise. If the Scarlet Inquisition Force succeeded in annihilating all Tier 0 Dark Factions, then the Scarlet King would emerge as the frontrunner for the emperor title.
Eon and Wanton exchanged solemn expressions as they pondered the ramifications of what might happen if such a future came to pass.
"Civil war," Eon uttered those two words, and Wanton nodded. Normally, choosing the emperor of a race was not complicated as the strongest one would rise above all others. Maybe they were not the best at ruling, but they were the ones who could establish order in an empire with hundreds of entities capable of leveling entire Sectors in a fit of rage. If people were not happy with how things worked, then bad luck, as this was a world where might makes right.
