Chapter 331

"A million years pass in a flash, who remains in the dreams left by the Primordial era? The four seas churn as the dragon's roar rises, the five regions tremble as the immortal path reaches its end."

With purple mist surging and dragon energy shocking the heavens, an incredibly stunning woman stepped through the air, standing shoulder to shoulder with Lin Xian, looking down upon the mountains and rivers, standing proudly, her heterochromatic eyes filled with indifference.

This was not the Primordial era, not her father's era; looking around, she couldn't find a single familiar person.

The Wan Longnv's Dao heart was cold, and only Lin Xian's dragon energy gave her a sense of familiarity.

The Sect Masters of the four directions and countless Great Experts were shocked, gasping; whose prodigy was this, whose aura could actually stand shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Prince?

Such a powerhouse, yet not a single person in the current world knew his name.

Ji Zi also sighed; his appearance was plain and unremarkable, yet he blended into the void, following the natural laws of all things. He walked over slowly and said calmly: "The joys and sorrows of the Desolate Ancient era chant of parting, turmoil stains the universe with blood, a great dream must eventually end, this world's common people, this world's heaven."

Another bloodline comparable to the Holy Prince, drawing the side-glance of Xiang Xiang Yufei, the Middle Emperor who had arrived nearby.

Ji Zi stood there quietly, even more silent than the Wan Longnv, as if nothing in the world could attract his attention.

"I originally thought the Holy Prince was already invincible in the world; whose disciple is this?" the old Emperor of the Central Region sighed. These were definitely not people from the Central Region; he had seen all the outstanding talents of the younger generation.

"He seems to have a hint of the Void Scripture's aura, yet it's hard to grasp." An Eastern Wasteland Holy Master narrowed his eyes, murmuring: "Could it be a disciple of the Ji family? But doesn't the Ji family already have a Divine King Body?"

The group of Great Experts looked at each other in dismay; only the Ji family Holy Master had a strange expression—this was not a disciple of the Ji family; the Ji family were his disciples.

Looking at the noisy crowd, the Ji family Holy Master gave a look, and the Ji family Great Expert beside him understood, using the Void Scripture to slip into the shadows, unnoticed by anyone.

Just as everyone was discussing, suddenly an all-knowing passerby walked past, filled with shock, exclaiming: "What... how can it be like this? How could it be so similar?"

The sudden exclamation drew the side-glances of the Great Experts of the five regions. One Great Demon asked curiously: "Fellow Daoist, do you know the origin of this child?"

"I once had the chance to see a portrait of the Void Great Emperor..." the all-knowing passerby sighed: "As everyone knows, the Void Great Emperor was invincible in the world, fighting across the nine heavens and ten earths without a rival. His Void Great Dao was even more unique, cutting off the ages, blending into heaven and earth, without form or sect, yet omnipresent."

"Look at the man standing beside the Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun Lin; does he not have an aura of returning to simplicity?"

"He is very similar to the Void Great Emperor!"

The Great Experts were shocked, gasping one after another, unable to help but speculate: "Could it be... an Emperor's son?"

"An Emperor's son! This isn't some Ji family disciple, but the Ji family's Emperor's son!" several Holy Masters trembled, realizing that this era was extremely extraordinary; human Emperor's sons and Primordial Emperor's sons were emerging one after another to compete for the immortal path.

Amidst the shock, there were also rational people who curiously asked the passerby ancestor: "Fellow Daoist, the portrait of the Void Great Emperor has always been kept in the Ji family's ancestral temple and not shown to outsiders; how do you know?"

"Ahem, my ancestor was a Quasi-Emperor in the era of the Void Great Emperor," the Ji family Great Expert said without changing his expression. "He left the portrait for us descendants."

Many powerhouses immediately showed respect; the descendant of a Quasi-Emperor was truly extraordinary.

Amidst the rising winds and clouds, Hua Hua Yunfei, who was dressed in blue and near-immortal, the elegant and easygoing Jiang Yifei, and the Yaoguang Holy Son, who resembled a Sun God, all appeared one after another.

At this moment, there was no need for the passerby ancestor in the shadows to introduce them; the three of them were the prodigies of the current world, and many Great Experts recognized them, providing commentary as if they were natural-born narrators.

"That's the Yaoguang Holy Son! The Taixuan Daoist! The Jiang family's Young Master!"

"In just a year or two, they have actually stepped into the Immortal Platform Secret Realm, and they aren't just beginners."

"They are truly monsters..."

Lin Xian, Wan Longnv, the Holy Prince, Ji Zi, Yaoguang, Hua Hua Yunfei, and Jiang Yifei stood side by side, possessing an aura that could sweep across the past and present.

Even more terrifying than the Seven Heroes of Luan Gu back then, this lineup—let alone the Luan Gu Great Emperor, even when the Wu Shi Great Emperor was young, he would have had to hold the Western Emperor Tower to save his life.

"The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art is truly remarkable," Ye Fan sighed. He could kill a Holy Master while standing in the Qin Mountains; his combat power was not weak, but his realm was insufficient.

"Don't talk about them, you brat are also a freak," the big black dog couldn't help but mutter. "How many years have you been cultivating the Dao, and you're already at the Great Perfection of Dragon Transformation? You're just one tribulation away from the Immortal One realm."

Not to mention the ancient Emperor bloodlines like Ji Zi, the Holy Prince, and Wan Longnv, who were all at the peak of the Great Expert realm before they sealed themselves in divine source.

Hua Hua Yunfei, Jiang Yifei, and Yaoguang had been cultivating since childhood, practicing hard for over twenty years, and had only reached this realm after devouring the essence of Great Experts in the Qin Mountains and listening to the Supreme Being preach the Dao.

And Ye Fan had only been cultivating for a few years?

Only ten years!

Just half the time the Emperor's sons and prodigies had been cultivating, and he was almost catching up to them.

The big black dog sometimes watched in fear; Ye Fan's growth experience was not like the Wu Shi Great Emperor's, who swept everything away, but rather moving from weakness to strength, becoming more capable the higher his realm.

"Tribulation? Wait... Tribulation!" Ye Fan suddenly narrowed his eyes, looking at Wang Teng, who was unable to advance or retreat in the void, and a bold idea was born.

If he destroyed Wang Teng, the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Tripod would be his.

By then, if he stepped into the Immortal One realm and stood in the Qin Mountains, would he be able to fight Lin Xian?

After thinking carefully for a moment, Ye Fan regretfully abandoned this thought.

A Holy Master is a Holy Master, and Holy Master Lin is Holy Master Lin.

Ye Fan is not the only Source Heaven Master; Lin Xian is one too, and the Qin Mountains are also Holy Master Lin's home turf.

In the void, the Seven Emperors of the Big Dipper were like a siege circle, tightly surrounding Wang Teng; even if he were as fast as a Golden-Winged Peng, it would be of no use at this moment.

"Clang!"—Void Splitting Heavenly Dao; Ji Zi said nothing, only blindly launching sneak attacks, deeply understanding the nature of the void.

"Zheng!"—The Holy Emperor transforms into a Battle Immortal! The Holy Prince roared at the Ninth Heaven, like a golden violent ape, wielding his immortal staff, fighting to the extreme.

"Yin!"—Ten Thousand Dragons return to the Emperor's Nest! Wan Longnv stepped into the Qin Mountains, endless dragon energy surging; her control was not inferior to a Source Heaven Master at all.

"Whoosh!"—One thought, flowers bloom, the monarch descends upon the world! Endless flower rain fell, each petal crystalline; Hua Hua Yunfei stood on a lotus flower, incomparably holy, smiling as he pinched a flower, even more beautiful than the Eastern Wasteland Holy Maiden.

"Hum!"—Hunyuan Holy Light Art! The Yaoguang Holy Son had nine divine rings emerging behind his head, his body flowing with holy light, bright and dazzling, like a Sun God.

"Boom!"—Battle Saint Law! Jiang Yifei was the core of the Jiang family and naturally received the Divine King's teachings, and his combat power was even more terrifying with the Nine Secrets.

"Dao!"—The void has an end, the Great Dao is boundless! Lin Xian held the divine diagram, with auspicious clouds above his head and three flowers blooming, like a Great Dao monarch attacking.

Blow after blow fell, the Qin Mountains shook, and the Holy Masters changed color, not even daring to touch the aftermath, retreating one after another.

"Do you dare to fight me fairly!" Wang Teng coughed blood and retreated, seriously injured, beaten almost to the point of his soul being destroyed, just a line away from true death, yet his eyes were brilliant, staring at the Seven Heroes of the Eastern Wasteland like a divine gray wolf.

As if by fate, the successor of Luan Gu encountered seven peerless enemies.

At this moment, the Emperor's sons other than Lin Xian hesitated; they had invincible Dao hearts, and if it were just surrounding and killing an enemy, that would be fine.

But Wang Teng was the same age as them and had issued a challenge; how could they refuse? If it got out, wouldn't they be ridiculed? So they stopped one after another.

Lin Xian sighed, secretly regretting; in broad daylight, under the bright sky, it was indeed not suitable to gang-beat Wang Teng to death.

Except for him, the six great Emperor's sons and the Imperial Princess were people who cared about their reputation.

If they killed Wang Teng on the charge of colluding with Primordial creatures, it might be inappropriate; after all, Lin Xian's collusion was deeper, and there were two ancient Emperor's sons by his side.

"Sure enough, except for Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun Lin, the other Emperor's sons are normal people."

Wang Teng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes turning as he thought of a way out; he couldn't win by fighting, so he could only flee and follow the path of the Luan Gu Great Emperor.

Just as he was hesitating about how to escape, suddenly a voice sounded along with thunder.

"Wang Teng, I have come to fight you!"

Ye Fan soared into the air, drawing a mighty heavenly tribulation that covered the sky and earth, turning the Qin Mountains into a sea of thunder, an ocean of lightning, terrifying and boundless; a single bolt of electricity turned a mountain into ash!

"Not good, run quickly, it's a prodigy undergoing tribulation."

Countless Great Experts changed color, as if their parents had died, retreating rapidly, fearing they would be tainted by even a trace of the tribulation, undergoing tribulation in a group.

There were also bloodthirsty powerhouses who couldn't help but make excited sounds: "To be able to witness such a scene, it's worth it even if I die!"

Just at this moment, the heavenly tribulation stimulated the dragon veins of the Qin Mountains, and countless great dragons made rumbling sounds; the ancient caves at the roots of the mountains spewed essence, shaking the thirty-three heavens, as if emerging from the wild.

The opportunity had arrived!

Even the bloodthirsty spectators were no longer bloodthirsty, no longer paying attention to the entanglement between Ye Fan and Wang Teng, heading straight for the Immortal Transformation Pool or the Eternal Dragon Cave.

(End of this chapter)