Chapter 1042: Emperor Son Level Battle

Chapter 1043: Emperor-Level Showdown

Feng Huang's dark hair fluttered, each strand shimmering, and the light in her eyes was dazzling. Turning to Ji Biyue, she asked, "Sister Biyue, why are you always targeting me? What exactly do you want?"

"You're overthinking it, little sister," Ji Biyue said with a slight smile. "I'm just outspoken and spoke without thinking. What makes you ask?"

Seeing this, everyone quickly lowered their heads, fearing they would get caught in the crossfire. These two constantly bickered and were not to be trifled with; no one dared to get involved.

"By my reckoning, Ye Fan has been gone for fourteen years now," Yaoguang mused. "Looking back, so many of our generation's old friends have either died or been gravely injured; not many are left."

He spoke without reservation. No matter what he said, no one present dared to refute him, and even powerful figures like Feng Huang and Ji Biyue struggled to contend with him.

Li Youyou also nodded. "Like a great river flowing east, one generation gives way to the next. So many heroes have returned to dust, never to reappear."

Over these past fourteen years, the top inheritances in the world—such as the Great Evolution Holy Land, Myriad Beginnings Holy Land, Dao One Holy Land, Purple Mansion Holy Land, Guhua Imperial Dynasty, and Jiuli Divine Dynasty—saw their Holy Sons, Imperial Princes, and Holy Maidens unwilling to fall behind. They all underwent the Dao Severing tribulation, but most met a tragic end.

This was an era of great upheaval, and all the Holy Sons and Divine Maidens were unwilling to yield. They all strived to rise above others, inspired by Yaoguang and the Central Emperor, who had successively severed their Dao.

But the results were cruel.

Nearly half of their generation had withered away. Many of the former Holy Maidens and Imperial Princes had vanished, having met their demise over the past decade or so, their journeys ending in failure to sever the Dao.

Most of those who remained were individuals with special physiques, such as the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden, Ji Haoyue, King Yuhua, and the Twin Kings, as well as peerless figures like Yaoguang. Most other Holy Sons had turned to ash, becoming a part of the past.

As for Mo Xue, Marquis Zi Yi, Li Qingzhou, and others, they belonged to the next generation, newly cultivated Holy Sons and the like, truly embodying the idea of new blood replacing the old.

Of course, this was an era of great prosperity, and there was no shortage of talent. Various King Physiques emerged, and while some kings had fallen, many still shone brightly, like a constellation of stars.

Over the years, figures like the Dao Embryo, Divine King, and Heavenly Demon King of the Eastern Wasteland, as well as King Biluo and the invincible Twin Kings of the Central Plains, had all astonished the world. Many kings rose together, creating an era of flourishing power.

For instance, the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden of the Eastern Wasteland, though she had not yet made a move, was known to many as a legendary Dao Embryo—the same physique as the Western Emperor. She was naturally attuned to the Grand Dao, possessing boundless magical power, which made her a headache for anyone.

Furthermore, rumors claimed that the Twin Kings of the Central Plains, when united, could face any adversary, with none able to contend against them. This claim awaited verification.

Although many had fallen, the starlight had not diminished. In this grand era, there was still no lack of extraordinary prodigies, and with the rise of Ye Tong's generation, the path to supremacy would become increasingly fierce.

"It's a pity, I never had a chance to fight the Sacred Body," Yaoguang said, causing everyone's expressions to change, though their reactions varied greatly.

That such a figure expressed regret over a missed battle unnerved many. Numerous individuals felt immense awe and dared not speak carelessly, with most choosing silence.

A few, however, spoke up, thinking that since the Human Sacred Body had already departed, there was nothing to fear in speaking, while Yaoguang was present and deserved respectful treatment.

"King Yaoguang is a peerless genius of this generation, invincible throughout the land. I believe even if Ye Fan had not left, he would likely not have been your match."

"Indeed, how formidable is Lord Yaoguang? He has dominated to this day without a single defeat and is hailed as the strongest Dao Severer in Yaoguang's history. The Sacred Body certainly couldn't have defeated him."

A group of people flattered him, using every beautiful word, naturally hoping to curry favor with the Yaoguang lineage and leave a deep impression.

However, most others chose to observe silently, deeming it better to speak less about such matters. Ye Fan had wielded immense power back then, and even though he was gone, Black Sovereign and Ye Tong were still around.

"Without a fair fight, it's hard to say," Yaoguang said, stopping the flatterers. He shook his head and glanced at Ji Zi.

In the distance, Ye Fan's heart stirred. Yaoguang was indeed very perceptive. A smile touched his lips. Could Yaoguang be mistaking the newly emerged Ji Zi for him?

"Holy Lord, why are you so modest? If you were to act, what is a Sacred Body? Even a dragon would have to coil before you; how could he contend against you? Didn't he leave behind a disciple, Ye Tong? In the future, when Senior Brother Li Qingzhou defeats him, it will truly confirm your invincible might. Through a comparison of your disciples, it can also be proven that you are stronger than the Sacred Body," a young attendant behind Yaoguang said.

"Exactly! King Yaoguang is a prodigy for all ages. What if Ye Fan was a Sacred Body? He probably wouldn't have been able to withstand your divine power!"

"That's right. Many ancient Great Emperors possessed ordinary physiques, yet they still reached the pinnacle. I believe even if Ye Fan were still here, he would be no match."

The group who had flattered him earlier spoke up again.

"Enough!" Yaoguang snapped. He didn't address the others but turned to face the attendant. "You are becoming increasingly insolent. I'm punishing you to ten years of seclusion for introspection. Return to the mountain gate immediately and reflect on your actions."

"Ten years..." The attendant was stunned, frozen in place.

"Master, the boy merely spoke what was in his heart. Please forgive him this once," Li Qingzhou pleaded.

"No," Yaoguang shook his head. His strict punishment of his disciple garnered even more admiration, with many expressing their respect.

"Spoke what was in his heart? What arrogance! You think my master is inferior to yours? Then step forward and try to defeat me here; prove who is stronger."

A resonant voice cut through the air, reaching the island. An imposing young man approached, every inch of his flesh and every strand of his hair glowing as if he were a sun god, dimming the stars and moon.

Ye Tong arrived, his gaze sweeping over everyone before fixing on Li Qingzhou. "Your words are clear enough. Come, let's fight."

Everyone present was startled, not expecting Ye Fan's disciple to arrive at that moment. Those who had just flattered King Yaoguang looked embarrassed and awkward, not daring to meet Ye Tong's gaze.

From a distance, Feng Huang was momentarily stunned by the dashing Ye Tong, thinking, "Indeed, like master, like disciple." The invincible dominance was passed down through the lineage.

"That's right, I do believe the Sacred Body is inferior to my master. What's wrong with fighting you today?" Li Qingzhou retorted.

The assembled powerhouses were agitated, their emotions fluctuating wildly. They never imagined that the two rising stars from the north and south would meet, possibly leading to a major confrontation.

"Come on then, I'll suppress you here today!" Ye Tong declared.

The crowd erupted in an uproar. After the battle at Fire Spirit Gorge, Ye Tong had subtly emerged as a potential "second Sacred Body." His formidable presence was undeniable, now extending his reach to the Southern Domain.

"Arrogance! Today, I will prove before all the world that my master is stronger than yours!" Li Qingzhou's eyebrows shot up in anger.

"Enough talk, make your move quickly," Ye Tong said, sweeping his gaze across Yaoguang, Feng Huang, and the others. "In a few more years, I won't be fighting you; it will be a different group of people."

Everyone was surprised, understanding his meaning. He had once said that he would fight on behalf of his master across the world, and in a few years, Ye Fan's former adversaries would be his to contend with.

Li Qingzhou's eyes were captivating as he stepped forward, cloaked in a divine raiment woven from sacred light, dazzling and resplendent.

"Young man, you are far too ignorant of your place," several elder figures from the Southern Domain spoke up, clearly siding with Li Qingzhou. "You don't even bow to King Yaoguang. Did your old master leave too early, failing to teach you respect for your elders and reverence for your predecessors?"

"You want Ye Tong to bow to someone who once ambushed his master? Are you old bastards feigning ignorance, or just flaunting your age? Have you grown tired of living?!"

Just then, an aura like a collapsing mountain and raging sea swept over them. A large black dog entered the island, surveying its surroundings with disdain and looking down on the assembled heroes.

"So you think a masterless child is easy to bully, huh? Do you take this Emperor for a mere decoration? You old fools, you wish to be my human pets, but I find you beneath me!" Black Sovereign sneered.

Everyone's expressions changed. This black dog gave everyone a headache; it was the most troublesome figure of the past decade or so. Whoever encountered it was doomed to misfortune, and they all became silent as cicadas in winter.

"If you want to bully someone, this Emperor's killing formations aren't for show!" the large black dog declared, looking down at everyone.

The people who had just spoken scurried away, not daring to meet his gaze, quietly retreating, afraid of being targeted.

"Ye Fan may be gone, but the dog he raised is still here, and it's not to be trifled with." This was everyone's unspoken thought, but no one dared to voice it, lest they meet a miserable end.

Thump, thump...

Suddenly, the large black dog shook its paw, and a row of heads tumbled out of the void, scattering like bloody gourds on the ground. Everyone gasped in cold air; they were a group of ancient race members.

"These annoying fellows claimed to be descendants of the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals and talked about being from some 'army group.' They dared to block this Emperor's path in Qingxia City, so I wiped them all out," the large black dog bared its teeth, its stark white fangs sending chills down everyone's spines.

"Damn, the Heavenly Emperor's Son is truly unlucky. Tonight, he's had the worst luck in eight lifetimes; yet another one of his dispatched armies has been annihilated!" This was what people thought inwardly, but dared not voice.

Everyone knew that this dog's mastery of formation patterns was unparalleled. For years, it had trapped and killed countless individuals without consequence, leaving many gnashing their teeth in frustration. Such a battle outcome was hardly surprising.

Li Qingzhou stepped forward, preparing to face Ye Tong. The two were about to clash.

Just then, Yaoguang spoke up, saying, "Qingzhou, step back. What business do you youngsters have interfering in the grievances of our generation?"

The large black dog's eyes widened like copper bells. "Yaoguang, you truly embody righteousness and grandeur at all times; I'm impressed! As for me, I'm not so particular. Ye Tong, go on! Defeat his disciple within ten moves and prove your master's Way!"

"Why involve these children in the past's enmities? If you are so inclined, I would be happy to oblige," Yaoguang said, striding forward. He seemed like an unapproachable deity, his body radiating an immortal brilliance that made it impossible to look directly at him.

Not far away, Ye Fan's heart stirred. He sensed the aura of a Holy Weapon. Yaoguang's true body had not arrived, yet this Holy Light embodiment carried a complete Holy Weapon!

Fearing Black Sovereign might suffer greatly, a wisp of pure energy emerged from his head, forming another version of himself. It stepped forward to face Yaoguang, saying, "Since we've met, it must be fate."

Everyone was alarmed. Who was this person, manifesting a Dao Body and daring to block King Yaoguang? This hadn't happened in over a decade; he was far too bold.

"Someone wants to fight King Yaoguang? Is... is this true?"

"For so many years, Lord King Yaoguang has reigned supreme, looking down upon the Eastern Wasteland, yet no one has ever dared to challenge him!"

Everyone was astonished and held their breath, watching the two. A clash beyond anyone's imagination might be about to unfold.

"Who are you to dare block my master's path?" Li Qingzhou shouted. "For ten years, no one has dared to contend with him. Do you think you can?"

Ye Fan sneered. With a wave of his hand, Li Qingzhou was immediately sent flying eight hundred zhang away like a scarecrow, his body convulsing, leaving him speechless for a moment.

"What?!"

"This... this is too terrifying!"

People were shocked, all exclaiming in an uproar, their eyes fixed on the center of the field.

Feng Huang's beautiful eyes flickered with surprise. Ji Biyue, Li Youyou, Marquis Zi Yi, and others were also greatly astonished, their expressions revealing their shock.

"So you're here. How dare you kill my descendants of the Eight Divisions of Divine Generals? None of you will leave!" Just then, a cold voice resonated, making the entire Qingxia City tremble!

Faintly, wisps of saintly might permeated the air, almost forcing everyone to their knees, unbearable to withstand.

"Half-Saint..." Ji Biyue's expression changed.

"A Half-Saint, I've longed for this. Since you've arrived, allow me to meet you," Ye Fan's true body said.

Simultaneously, the Dao Body formed from the wisp of pure energy that had emerged from his head gestured to Yaoguang Holy Son, saying, "Come, let's go elsewhere to spar."

Upon hearing this, everyone was utterly shocked. Who was this person, daring to speak in such a manner? His true body would face a Half-Saint, while his Dao Body would take on King Yaoguang!