Imperial Sons Clash

"Haha, you coward, if you don't dare to take it, I will!"

Just as the Heavenly Emperor Son hesitated, a golden light flashed, and the Holy Imperial Son stepped out, laughing heartily. He immediately reached out to pull out the divine sword that Zhou Tong had stuck in front of the Heavenly Emperor Son.

The Holy Imperial Son already had a deep-seated grudge against the Heavenly Emperor Son's lineage, and he didn't mind kicking someone when they were down at this time.

The expressions of everyone in the Ancient Races changed slightly.

This divine sword was delivered to the Heavenly Emperor Son. If the Heavenly Emperor Son did not draw it, but the Holy Imperial Son's son did, the blow to the entire Undying Heavenly Emperor Lineage would be enormous.

If that's the case, then all the efforts the Heavenly Emperor Son has made over the years will be completely wasted, and it might even benefit the Holy Imperial Son for nothing.

"Your Holy Imperial Son, you've gone too far! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" The Heavenly Emperor Son's expression changed drastically as he blocked the Holy Imperial Son's path. His eyes were terrifying, his black hair flowed like a waterfall, and nine Divine Ring appeared behind him, each a different color, as if he were the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor.

The Holy Imperial Son sneered, "You don't even dare to accept a challenge? With your meager abilities, you still want to embark on the path of enlightenment? You still want to repeat your Laozi's path? Keep dreaming!"

"From son to father, with your pathetic state, your Laozi must have been no better. When my father attained enlightenment, he overturned your Laozi's dojo. What miracle was there? He was blasted into dust by a Holy Saintly Emperor Fist. It was just that later generations deified him."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

The topics of the Battle Saint Emperor and the Undying Heavenly Emperor are taboo, but the Holy Imperial Son didn't care at all and spoke them out without any restraint, leaving many ancient beings speechless with fear.

"Your Holy Imperial Son, don't worry, you'll get a share too!"

Zhou Tong looked at the Holy Imperial Son, casually tossed out another divine sword made of Great Luo Silver Essence.

They came here to cause trouble, so how could they not make some preparations?

Before the Ten Thousand Races Grand Meeting began, Zhou Tong had already prepared his challenge, each sword crafted from a king's divine sword Great Luo Silver Essence. He used these swords as his challenge, issuing a formal challenge to all the Imperial Son of the entire Big Dipper.

"Well!"

The Holy Imperial Son casually grabbed the divine sword in his palm and looked at Zhou Tong: "After the Ten Thousand Races Grand Meeting, we will have a fair fight, and I will come to meet you!"

"No rush! Everything has its order. Although you have accepted my challenge, I would like to test the mettle of the other Imperial Son first." Zhou Tong shook his head at the Holy Imperial Son, his gaze once again falling on the Heavenly Emperor Son.

The Heavenly Emperor Son's eyes were incredibly sinister, and his face was ashen.

Compared to his own stinginess and hesitation in not accepting the challenge, the Holy Imperial Son, who took the initiative to ask for the challenge, was clearly a cut above in terms of magnanimity and boldness.

I'm not afraid of anything, except comparison.

With the Holy Imperial Son as a shining example, the Heavenly Emperor Son is now in a very precarious position.

If he doesn't accept the challenge, then his protector died in vain, he remains silent, his subordinates may become disloyal, and his grand ambitions will be severely impacted. Most importantly, refusing the challenge would make him appear afraid of his opponent, weakening his morale considerably...

He felt humiliated accepting the challenge. He had clearly gained the upper hand; he could have easily accepted it with a simple gesture. Yet, the Holy Imperial Son had beaten him to it. In other words, the Holy Imperial Son had overtaken him.

The Heavenly Emperor Son's face was cold, his eyes sharp as swords as he stared at Zhou Tong. He slowly pulled out the blood-stained divine sword before him and said, "You want to die? I'll grant your wish. After I Dao Severing, I will personally kill you! And you, Holy Imperial Son!"

He abruptly turned his head, looked at the Holy Imperial Son, and said coldly, "You've been causing trouble for so many years, this time I'll take care of you too!"

"You instigated many people to attack me in the past, and you still have the nerve to say such things. If it weren't for the upcoming Ten Thousand Races Grand Meeting, I would have killed you right now!" The Holy Imperial Son spoke without any mercy, confronting the Heavenly Emperor Son head-on.

The Heavenly Emperor Son and the Holy Imperial Son were locked in a fierce confrontation, like needles clashing against wheat awns.

However, most people focused their attention on Zhou Tong.

Without a doubt, in this battle, the Human Race's Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body became famous throughout the world, and the title of Overlord was well-deserved. He killed a powerful competitor of the younger generation of the Ancient Races and took the most solid step on the Emperor's Path.

Among the crowd, the Yaoguang Saint Son, Yan Ruyu, the Divine Silkworm Daoist, Yao Yuekong, and others all wore complex expressions, some expressionless, some revealing murderous intent, and some with profound and mysterious auras...

Countless people have perished throughout history for this one and only Emperor's Path.

The path to enlightenment is not about right or wrong, but follows the most primal law of the jungle: survival of the fittest, ruthless and cruel, until only one person can stand at the pinnacle.

"The Myriad Races Assembly at Jade Pool is about to begin. All are invited to proceed to Jade Pool!" Soon, along with the imperial might of the Immortal Tear Green Gold Pagoda, the voice of the Queen Mother of the West also resounded.

Soon, countless people entered the interior of Jade Pool.

"This battle was not bad!" Wei Yi, the old saint of Tian Xuan Holy Land, patted Zhou Tong on the shoulder and smiled slightly.

"Your defeat of Yuan Gu has strengthened the confidence of the human race, but ultimately, the fate of the human race rests on your own!" At this moment, Divine Silkworm Princess also came over.

As she spoke, she looked at Wei Yi again and said, "The Investiture of the Gods the Gods has intimidated all races, but some ancient kings still firmly believe that the Wu Shi the Great has already passed away, and they will come to this grand event in person. If the human race only has one saint like you, you probably won't be able to stop them."

"Thank you for your concern, Princess. However, the strength of my human race is probably beyond your imagination!" Wei Yi didn't say much, but the confidence in his words surprised Divine Silkworm Princess.

Because, at present, she has not seen any real foundation in the human race.

In the end, Divine Silkworm Princess followed Divine Silkworm Ridge into Jade Pool.

Seeing the Divine Silkworm Princess leave, the other Ancient Races were relieved. As long as the Divine Silkworm Princess, who had broken through to the Great Saint Realm, did not side with the human race, the future situation was still uncertain.

Even if Zhou Tong wins against Yuan Gu, it won't matter, because this grand gathering is about the affairs of the human race and the Ancient Races, and the final decision will definitely be made by Great Sage -level being.

"I never imagined that the human race would have such a peerless genius. Such a race is too great a threat!" A Ancestor King couldn't help but sigh as he glanced at Zhou Tong, who was walking with Wei Yi not far away.

"Yes, it's unbelievable that a mere Hegemon Body could defeat a Royal Blood. If there are more people like this, where will we find a place to live in the future?" another Ancestor King echoed.

These two sentences immediately resonated with many races that had grievances against humans, and many people joined the discussion, which escalated rapidly.

"Son of God, Yuan Gu's defeat in this battle may not be a bad thing. Perhaps if we put in a little more effort and spread the threat of the human race, more races will join our ranks!" A servant beside the Heavenly Emperor Son transmitted his voice. "However, first we must suppress the Human Race Saints."

"Don't worry, a supreme being is coming soon. In fact, many people don't believe that Wu Shi is still alive."

"Back then, after the Battle Saint Emperor passed away, the world immediately descended into chaos. Even an invincible figure like the Divine Silkworm Princess was killed with a single spear thrust, and even that Fighting Monkey was forced to flee westward. Among the myriad races... there is no shortage of peerless experts, especially on this ancient star!" The Heavenly Emperor Son's voice carried a hint of Killing Intent.