As the opening of the Path to Immortality drew ever closer, the Primordial Ten Thousand Races awakened one after another from their long slumber.
This was also closely related to the gradual revival of the once-silent world. Many had foreseen the arrival of a Golden Age.
Since ancient times, countless peerless geniuses would contend in this era, including Imperial Sons and Ancient Sovereign Princes.
It was no exaggeration to say that whoever reached the summit in this era would surely leave a vivid mark upon the river of time.
If that were all, there would be nothing much to say. Everyone could compete fairly, and victory or defeat would depend on their own abilities.
But after awakening, the Primordial Ten Thousand Races still believed that this was the Primordial Era. That was simply courting death.
Jade Pond Holy Land, the site of the Myriad Races Grand Gathering, was now filled with experts from both the human race and the Primordial Ten Thousand Races.
Under the gaze of countless people, Ye Fan strode into Jade Pond with the swagger of someone who recognized no kin, accompanied by the Black Emperor and the Dragon Horse.
There was no helping it! Ye Fan was the Sacred Body of this era and had already attracted immense attention!
What was more, the Void Emperor had personally declared that he would protect Ye Fan's path. Who would dare disregard Ye Fan?
Even the arrogant and domineering Primordial Ten Thousand Races looked at Ye Fan with deep apprehension.
"After not seeing him for a while, this brat has really gotten full of himself!" Duan De muttered.
Ever since parting ways with Li Ping and the others, he had returned to his old trade and embarked on another grave-robbing journey.
After digging up so many graves, he was