Chapter 631: Emperor's Bearing

Chapter 635: Imperial Demeanor

The golden ancient war chariot rumbled past, its surface scarred with sword marks and holes. It resembled the vehicle of an ancient emperor, exuding a terrifying power. Around it, dragons and phoenixes soared, their calls resonating through the heavens, and brilliant light shot skyward.

Jiang Hairen was furious. The golden ancient war chariot had charged past, knocking him off balance, disheveling his hair, and nearly crushing his head.

Even that young prodigy completely disregarded him. Standing on the chariot, he had looked down on Jiang Hairen and spoken such arrogant words, acting with extreme insolence.

"I'll be waiting for you inside!" These were Wang Chong's last words. The golden ancient war chariot was too fast; it vanished in a flash.

In the distance, on another path, Ye Fan's eyes flickered, and he murmured, "Martial Dao Heavenly Eye!"

Wang Teng had cultivated the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye. It was even more terrifying than his own Source Heavenly Divine Eye, capable of seeing through all illusions and discerning the true nature of any treacherous location.

Most terrifying of all, during combat, the Heavenly Eye could detect all weaknesses and openings. In fact, some who mastered the Heavenly Eye could see others' movements as slow as a snail, almost frozen in time.

"That person is very strong, but my brother said he's still not the strongest in the world," said Ji Family's Little Moon, who had followed along. Her black hair fluttered, her eyes were lively, and her lamb-fat jade-like cheeks combined to give her a very playful and gentle appearance.

Disciples from all major sects and schools had arrived, with large numbers of experts entering. The Dragon-Seeking Geomancers, with their unique insights, had chosen routes that coincided with the eight life paths identified by Ye Fan.

"The Central Emperor has arrived."

Outside, a commotion arose. Many people began to talk. A man with disheveled hair walked slowly, like a majestic mountain, entering the Immortal Land step by step along one of the life paths.

Nine thousand years ago, he was already an Imperial Lord. Now, even the leaders of various sects felt a chill when they saw him. Although his physical age was only twenty, his cultivation level was immense, allowing him to stand proudly above all others.

"Little Ye Zi, is it really okay for us to just go in like this? Will Wang Teng cause trouble for you?" Ji Ziyue whispered.

"It's fine. In this place, they won't be allowed to act wildly," Ye Fan said, unconcerned.

"The Shaking Light Saint Son is here too," Ji Family's Little Moon whispered, pointing to another side. "My brother says the Shaking Light Saint Son is far stronger than people imagine."

On that life path, the Shaking Light Holy Lord glided along, his sleeves fluttering. Behind him followed a man bathed in divine radiance, like the Son of the Sun God.

In addition, Yao Xi accompanied them. Her long gown trailed on the ground, and she moved with graceful beauty, like a fairy from the Moon Palace.

Ye Fan's heart stirred, and he thought, "It seems the Shaking Light Saint Son can now stand on his own; otherwise, the Shaking Light Holy Lord wouldn't dare bring him to a place like this."

People from the four great immortal divine dynasties also entered. Several princes, particularly eye-catching with their majestic strides, followed behind their fathers.

After the old monks from the Western Desert entered, the revered figures from the Southern Ridge also arrived. Not only were there human battle masters, but also several great demon lords, as the Southern Ridge has been home to many great demons since ancient times.

"A fierce battle is inevitable."

Almost everyone from the Five Great Regions had come. The birthplace of the Azure Emperor was indeed extraordinary, and this event had stirred many hearts.

"The Divine Diviner deduced it; otherwise, so many people wouldn't have been able to find this place," Ji Ziyue revealed, sharing a secret.

"It's that Divine Diviner again. What's his origin?" Ye Fan grew suspicious. Two years ago, the Divine Diviner's senior disciple had helped the Yin-Yang Sect pinpoint his location. If he hadn't regained control of the God-Beating Whip, he would likely still be hunted.

At this moment, they entered the central area of the Immortal Land. They were in the open space between the Immortal Transformation Pond and the ancient caves, where many people had gathered, their figures dimly visible.

However, no one dared to act rashly, because the closer one got to the heart of this place, the more dangerous it seemed. Everyone was waiting for the Dragon-Seeking Geomancers and Ouyang Ye from the Eastern Barrens to draw conclusions.

Upon arriving here, Ye Fan felt completely at ease. He had been researching this place for over a month, understanding it better than the Dragon-Seeking Geomancers and other eccentrics, having already seen through everything.

"You really dared to come in. If you fall into the Dragon Cave and die, don't blame anyone else." Wang Chong spotted Jiang Hairen, Wu Zhongtian, and Pang Bo, sneering repeatedly.

They were not standing together but were in different locations. However, at this moment, they had stopped and did not rush towards the Dragon's Lair and the Immortal Pond. This was because Ye Fan had noticed something amiss and told them not to act rashly.

"This brat is too arrogant. I really want to slap him twice," Li Heishui cursed. They slowly gathered together.

"Mainly because his elder brother is too powerful. Even the older generation doesn't dare provoke him easily. His future achievements are limitless," Liu Kou sighed.

"Damn it, I'm just waiting for Jiang and Ye Zi's Sacred Body to reach mastery so we can beat them to death later. This eleven-year-old kid really should be strangled," Jiang Hairen, his hair disheveled, scoffed.

"What, are you guys still not convinced?" Wang Chong sneered, aggressive and overbearing, looking down on them from the golden war chariot.

At this moment, Wang Teng was not nearby. He was actually standing alongside the various sect leaders, conversing with them. He indeed had such qualifications.

"What are you being arrogant about? If your brother weren't here, many people would dare to kill you with a single finger." Someone transmitted a message, appearing to come from various directions, making it impossible to tell who it was.

Pang Bo knew things were bad. Someone was fanning the flames, trying to pin the blame on them and incite a fight.

"Who was that?" Wang Chong, though young, was filled with a fierce aura. He scanned his surroundings, finally glaring at Jiang Hairen and the others.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering collision reverberated from afar. Two supreme figures had actually begun to fight, and the resulting waves sent many people flying.

Many people fell into the dangerous area. They were instantly turned into blood and pus by the "Heavenly Chasm," ceasing to exist, not even a single hair remaining.

The Northern Emperor Wang Teng and the Central Emperor had begun to fight. No one had expected these two to clash in this place, and a single strike from them made the faces of many sect leaders change color.

"How did those two end up fighting?"

Everyone was incredibly surprised, especially those familiar with the Qishi Manor, who were even more astonished. For the past two years, the Northern Emperor had been in seclusion, said to be cultivating a special technique, and had never had a conflict with the Central Emperor.

However, people knew that a battle between them was inevitable. The Northern Emperor was likely restraining himself, not wanting to engage too early with Xiang Yufei, who had been renowned throughout the world nine thousand years ago.

"Just now, the Northern Emperor stepped forward and seemed to say something, which the Central Emperor refused. For some reason, they suddenly attacked."

Not far away, a sect leader said this. He had only seen a rough outline and did not know why the two dragon-phoenix level figures clashed.

In this heaven and earth, dragons roared and phoenixes cried out. Wang Teng was enveloped in surging divine light that inundated the entire area. With every strike he made, dragons and phoenixes rose together, harmonizing above his head, making him appear like a Heavenly Emperor descended to the world.

No one present failed to change expression. Especially the sect leaders, who were the rulers of the current world with immense power and combat strength, now felt a strong pressure in their hearts.

The Central Emperor, with his black hair flowing freely, was majestic and heroic. Each punch and stance was open and expansive, without dazzling divine light, yet possessed the power to turn decay into wonder.

With every clash between the two, the entire surrounding area was greatly shaken. Many people couldn't stand firm and were swept high into the sky. Even Half-Step Mighty figures could only retreat.

If this place were not special and eternally indestructible, the countless mountain ranges would have long turned to dust. Their power was unparalleled; a single flick of a finger could collapse mountains.

"The bearing of a Heavenly Emperor, the might of a Saint Emperor!"

People exclaimed in awe. These two were too powerful, rarely seen in ancient times, achieving such feats at such a young age, surpassing even the older generation of sect leaders.

Every time Wang Teng attacked, true dragons, divine phoenixes, white tigers, and black tortoises appeared around him. Divine light surged forth, resonating through the heavens, filling the sky with brilliance.

Nine true dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine black tortoises guarded the four directions. As the Four Symbols of Heaven and Earth, they emitted surging golden light, surrounding him at the center, making him appear like a Heavenly Emperor descended to the mortal realm.

The Central Emperor was also extraordinary, like an ancient Saint Emperor resurrected, incomparably majestic. His every movement was grand and imposing, and his attacks, though balanced and calm, possessed the power to refine heaven and earth.

There was no radiance around him, yet he seemed to be pushing the stars of the heavens. He gave off an irresistible aura, as if a Human Emperor had arrived from across the ages.

"My brother will definitely win! Among the younger generation, he is truly the strongest in the world!" Wang Chong clenched his fists.

In fact, all the sect leaders had a headache. Who would dare say they could defeat Wang Teng? From ancient times until now, how many people at his age had achieved so much?

Jiang Hairen was extremely displeased. He had just been nearly hit by the golden ancient war chariot, which almost crushed his head, knocking off his wooden hairpin and disheveling his hair. He sneered, "I hope the Central Emperor smashes him to death."

Although he had lowered his voice, Wang Chong had sharp ears and caught the subtle words. He abruptly turned around and said, "You're asking for death!"

"You little brat, you're too arrogant!" Wu Zhongtian and the others burst out. They were descendants of great bandits, always acting as they pleased, and had never been insulted like this before.

"Do you guys want to die? I'll grant your wish!" Wang Chong leaped off the golden war chariot and approached aggressively. Behind him, two archaic beings followed: one covered in golden scales, the other seemingly forged from silver.

Although Jiang Hairen, Wu Zhongtian, and Li Heishui were enraged, they had to admit that Wang Chong was indeed powerful, worthy of being Wang Teng's younger brother. He was not yet twelve years old, yet he was already a strong practitioner of the Eighth Transformation of Dragonization, the youngest prodigy of the Qishi Manor.

"You damned bandits, I heard you're old friends with that Ye Fan. I've wanted to deal with you for a long time!" Wang Chong sneered. With two ancient beings accompanying him, he wasn't afraid of suffering any disadvantage.

Pang Bo walked over and scoffed, "Little brat, do you think you've transformed into your brother? You're not qualified to say such things yet."

"I'm not qualified? In a moment, I'll step all of you under my feet and throw you into the Dragon Cave to feed the human-shaped red-haired monsters!" Wang Chong was young, but his words were very aggressive. Standing on a green stone, looking down at them, he said, "The person I met in Qin City was Ye Zhetian, right? Make him get out here. This time, I'm going to crush him to death."

He gestured to the two archaic beings, signaling them to prepare for battle. He scanned his surroundings, wanting to pull Ye Fan out.

In the distance, Wang Teng and the Central Emperor's great battle captivated the attention of most people. However, quite a few noticed the disturbance here.

"You're young, but your mouth is big. You're beyond arrogant." A voice came, then the void trembled violently. A giant golden foot, about a zhang (3.3 meters) long and enveloped in golden light, descended from the sky.

"Gah!"

Dust soared into the sky, and the earth violently trembled. Wang Chong let out a scream, but he couldn't dodge at all and was instantly crushed beneath the golden foot.

Ye Fan sneered. He had merely employed a Dharma Idol divine ability. He stood there like a golden war god, tall and imposing, ten zhang (33 meters) in height.

Everyone was greatly astonished. Wang Teng was not far away, yet someone dared to attack like this, trampling his younger brother into the ground with a single foot.

"Ye Fan!" Wang Chong screamed. He couldn't quite believe it; his elder brother was right there, yet Ye Fan had truly stepped forward and trampled him to the ground with one foot.

"It's Ye Fan, the Eastern Barrens prodigy who disappeared for over two years!" Many people were surprised.

Many from the younger generation were also present, including the Shaking Light Saint Son, Yao Xi, the Great Xia Imperial Prince, the Jade Lake Saintess, and Princess Yueling, the second most beautiful woman in Central Province. All of them looked over.

Numerous sect leaders were also astonished. The Northern Emperor was not far away, yet Ye Fan dared to do this, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Summon the Ruthless Star Domain, summon the Great Emperor.