Wish Power, in essence, is quite similar to mental power and Faith Power, and to a certain extent, they are the same.
It's just that at different times and in different places, the terminology differs, but the underlying principles are almost identical.
However, Faith Power is the mental power generated by having faith in a specific individual, while Wish Power is a mysterious mental power born from the hopes of all living beings.
They are fundamentally similar, but differ in type.
Faith Power targets a specific person, while Wish Power represents the hopes of all living beings.
If the vast Wish Power of all the living beings across the Ancient Emperor Continent could be gathered, it would be an immensely powerful and magnificent force, offering tremendous assistance whether to the imperial clan or the three supreme sacred lands.
To a certain extent, possessing the Wish Power of all living beings could even allow one to communicate with the world's origin. Like the Great Powers of the Age of Gods, they used Wish Power as a medium to communicate with the origin of the Emperor Realm and derive the power of rules.
This is a force that even ancient Great Sages viewed with great wariness.
The successive statements and promises from the imperial clan and the experts of the three sacred lands left many silent. When that era truly arrived, only by relying on the intervention of the imperial clan and the three supreme sacred lands could they be protected.
Because once that era descended, it would be truly perilous.
Not to mention them, even Heavenly Kings would find it difficult to protect themselves, for those orchestrating the grand scheme across the ages were ancient Great Sages, who had been planning since the Age of Gods with the most profound methods.
Imperial Wushuang sat upon the Divine Throne, his purple hair cascading over his shoulders, his pupils a bewitching and terrifying shade of purple. He spoke slowly, "Everyone, I hope you can consider this carefully. My imperial clan does not necessarily need the Wish Power of all living beings; it merely increases our chances. At worst, if my imperial clan wields the supreme Emperor's weapon in an attack, no one can stop us."
His words were simple and direct.
What was the imperial clan? Throughout the ages, it was the undisputed ruling power of the Ancient Emperor Realm. Even in the glorious Age of Gods, no one could shake its dominant position. It was the foremost clan, capable of hunting down even invading Great Powers, possessing a sufficiently powerful heritage.
Indeed, as he said, even without the Wish Power of all living beings, the imperial clan had the capability. However, with Wish Power, the chances would be greater.
The Profound Heaven Saintess spoke, "Since the Imperial Son believes you can manage even without Wish Power, then please do not compete for it. Leave the opportunity for our three sacred lands."
The Eternal Night Dark King also spoke, "Indeed, the imperial clan possesses the supreme Emperor's weapon and fears nothing. Why would you need to rely on the Wish Power of all living beings?"
Imperial Wushuang said, "If we have it, naturally it's better. If not, my imperial clan will not force the issue. Everyone can make their own choice."
After saying this, he closed his eyes, feigning sleep on the Divine Throne. His purple hair hung down, flowing with an immortal divine charm, as if to subdue all living beings.
The Profound Heaven Saintess said, "Everyone, if you choose to support my Supreme Sacred Palace, not only will we protect your respective forces during the upheaval, but you will also receive generous rewards. We can even allow the prodigies of your various clans to cultivate within my Supreme Sacred Palace, receiving the most top-tier guidance and training."
The conditions offered by the Eternal Night Dark King and the Sun King were similar. The others present fell into silence, unsure of the best choice.
The imperial clan had a profound heritage, with sealed ancient Great Sages and the supreme Emperor's weapon, capable of sweeping away all obstacles.
However, the imperial clan had only promised protection. Although the other three sacred lands did not have as deep a heritage as the imperial clan, protecting the various clans was basically sufficient, and their generous rewards were tempting.
But this was ultimately the imperial clan's territory, and with all four sacred lands present, they dared not make a hasty choice to avoid offending any party, as none were forces they could currently afford to provoke.
Only Ye Chen's side had no such concerns, or perhaps the four major powers simply hadn't considered them, as they were only a few individuals with no vast Wish Power to offer, and thus were not taken into account.
Naturally, they also sensed that Ye Chen did not need their protection. This person was too powerful; how could he not have other corresponding means?
However, Ye Chen knew that the imperial clan's invitation this time would not be limited to just this.
In the end, it was Imperial Wushuang himself who spoke, allowing the various powerhouses to leave one after another and return to their clans to consider carefully. He would not coerce them; naturally, choosing the imperial clan was best, but he would not trouble those who chose otherwise.
The various powerhouses from the Ancient Emperor Continent left one after another. After all the continent's powerhouses had departed, Imperial Wushuang suddenly extended an invitation, asking Ye Chen, along with several of his beloved confidantes and friends, to proceed to a certain Divine Island for some matters that needed to be discussed in secret.
Additionally, the contemporary leading figures of the three major powers—the Sun King, the Eternal Night Dark King, and the Profound Heaven Saintess—all went over as if by prior agreement.
This made Ye Chen frown. The others sent voice transmissions to Ye Chen, worried it might be a trap.
But Ye Chen shook his head and led the group over, stopping on a Divine Island belonging to the imperial clan, which was as ethereal and transcendent as a paradise.
Beautiful women had already prepared unique fine wine and delicacies, along with fragrant immortal fruits arranged on the tables. In the distance, enchanting women danced with graceful figures, and the sound of a pipa echoed. Everything appeared so elegant.
Imperial Wushuang invited Ye Chen and the others to stand at the edge of the Divine Island, looking down from a commanding height at everything within the imperial clan's ancient realm—a miniature version of the Mythical Era's primordial land.
Various rare living beings existed on this land, possessing ancient bloodlines. There were divine birds that had gone extinct in the outside world, and other powerful ancient beasts possessed dragon blood or phoenix blood, living on this ancient Mythical Era continent.
Everything seemed so dreamlike and illusory.
Ye Chen felt a sense of disorientation, as if he had returned to that ancient epoch where the stars shone brightest and the era was most glorious. What lay before him was a microcosm.
Imperial Wushuang said, "Battle Saint King, look, this is my imperial clan's ancient realm, also created by my father through profound means, modeled after the true Mythical Era. In that era, myriad clans flourished, gods stood like forests, Emperors and Sovereigns coexisted. What a brilliant and glorious ancient epoch it was, powerful to the extreme, an unimaginably magnificent Great Era compared to today."
Ye Chen remained silent. He naturally understood, not only from having glimpsed through the eyes of the alien race's supreme existence and sensed it, but also from the various relics and ancient texts of later times, which had hinted at it.
He said softly, "That epoch was glorious, it was magnificent, but it was still lost, it still ended, and cannot be restored."
Imperial Wushuang suddenly trembled all over. After a long time, he turned to look at Ye Chen and said, "Yes, it has passed, it is lost, it has ended, but—"
His voice suddenly rose, deafening: "But it is not impossible to restore!"
"What do you mean!?"
Ye Chen looked at Imperial Wushuang, his gaze startling.
Imperial Wushuang said, "What has passed is not unchangeable. What exists is not necessarily the truth. The world always holds some surprises. Perhaps one day, those who have passed away will eventually reappear in the mortal world."
As he said these words, Imperial Wushuang no longer looked at Ye Chen, but at another person beside him—Yi Wu.
He stared intently at Yi Wu and said, "You do not belong to this era!"