It was a fine ambition, but in nearly a thousand years, no power had ever achieved it.
Or rather, whenever an expert from any power neared success, they would be unanimously targeted by the surrounding powers, suffering all manner of "accidents" that led to their failure or even their demise.
The upper echelons of these powers knew full well what combat strength on the level of a Nascent Soul True Monarch signified. No matter what, they could not allow another power to succeed; otherwise, they could not hope to preserve their own foundations.
At the family headquarters, within a magnificent palace, Patriarch Qi Songshou and several Elders were on the training grounds, watching the many disciples of the new generation spar and duel.
