Li Junqing's expression remained unchanged, and he responded, "Why wouldn't it be possible?"
"Others I am unsure of, but that Li Xuanyuan..."
Ren Baimei's eyes shifted, muttering, "What he seeks is too arduous, too monumental. In but a mere tens of thousands of years, even granted the luck of calamities and aided by merit, hope remains dim. Unless he makes a choice. But if he chooses, without reaching the pinnacle of the Dao, facing Indra would be but a fifty-fifty affair. Perhaps he could win, but suppression seems unlikely."
"Now with all sides in collusion, with Earth Immortals converging, eying him like prey, if he cannot suppress, it is not only the Brahman Sect that will rise up. All sides will take advantage, re-establishing territories and proclaiming kingship once more, rendering the Wandao School's efforts to govern the world and its fruits of success null and void, even dissipating the luck of calamities."
