Ye Ming Breaks Through

Spiritual power surged wildly around him, his aura overwhelmingly formidable. As endless spiritual energy was devoured, Ye Ming's cultivation reached a critical threshold.

Crack!

In an instant, Ye Ming broke through to the sixth level of the Divine Bridge Realm.

Boom!

An immensely powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted from within Ye Ming. His physique was too strong—though still in the Divine Bridge Realm, his spiritual power surpassed even the prodigies of the Dao Palace Realm.

And the growth didn't stop. Lin Jian and Long Hao had cultivated for years, their spiritual power vast and profound, and now it all became Ye Ming's gain.

Ye Ming's cultivation kept climbing, soaring higher and higher!

"I am the Holy Son of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall! Kill me, and you won't get away with it!"

A voice rang out—Long Hao, barely clinging to life, drained of all power, glaring at Ye Ming with venomous hatred like a vengeful ghost.

"Heh! The Ten Directions Sacred Hall? In the eyes of this Imperial Son, what is that supposed to be?"

"If this Imperial Son so wished, I could annihilate your Ten Directions Sacred Hall at any time!"

Ye Ming sneered, mocking Long Hao's ignorance.

"You two, just die quietly!"

Boom!

As the last shreds of Origin Power from Long Hao's Dragon God Physique and Lin Jian's Sword Body were devoured by Ye Ming, the two prodigies perished completely. At that moment, Ye Ming's cultivation reached the seventh level of the Divine Bridge Realm.

"Haha, what excellent power!"

Ye Ming laughed heartily. Upon his dazzling, demonic-light-clad body, two mysterious runes suddenly appeared. One was a dragon shadow, from Long Hao's Dragon God Physique.

The other was a Sword-Shaped Rune, from Lin Jian.

Now, Ye Ming could sense that not only had his Primordial Demonic Body grown stronger, but he had also gained two additional manifestations—belonging to the Sword Body and the Dragon God Physique—allowing him to wield all the abilities of both physiques.

"No wonder that cheap father of mine said the Primordial Demonic Body is the most powerful physique in the world."

"If I could devour every physique in existence..."

Just imagining it—when he faced other prodigies in battle, summoning hundreds or thousands of manifestations at once, without even needing to lift a finger, the manifestations alone would sweep away all enemies in the world.

The more he thought about it, the more excited Ye Ming's expression became.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Above the heavens, the three elders of the Primordial Forbidden Zone were still locked in battle with their three opponents. Savage, overwhelming auras blanketed the sky, shaking heaven and earth.

"Holy Son..."

A voice filled with fury rang out—the elders of the Ten Directions Sacred Hall and the Azure Sky Dao Sect. They had witnessed Long Hao and Lin Jian's deaths with their own eyes, their faces ashen.

Now that the Golden Age was about to dawn, the most monstrous prodigies of their sects had died. No one could bear such a loss.

"You destroyed the hope of our sacred hall! This old man has no face left to face our sect!"

"Kill! Even if it costs this old man his life, I will slay that little beast!"

"He must not be spared!"

Violent, dominating auras shattered the sky as they charged toward Ye Ming.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Two Saint-level powerhouses from the Ten Directions Sacred Hall and the Azure Sky Dao Sect were determined to kill Ye Ming.

"What the hell? I just killed two useless wastes—is this really necessary???"

Ye Ming's exasperated voice rang out as he stepped through the void, dodging.

"Release our Saintess!"

At that moment, several elders of the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, seeing Liu Mingyue being carried off on Ye Ming's shoulder, gave chase, terrified that their Saintess might meet with disaster.

Now, the number of elders from the three opposing sacred lands was overwhelming. The Forbidden Zone powerhouses who had come with Ye Ming numbered only three. And crucially, even Ye Ming hadn't expected to have so many enemies.

Boom!

"Not good—the Imperial Son is in danger!"

High in the sky, the three elders including Blood Soul were greatly alarmed. They too were engaged with enemies and needed more time to finish the fight. They simply couldn't spare a hand to resolve Ye Ming's crisis.

Even they hadn't anticipated that Ye Ming would attract so much hatred. Otherwise, they would have brought more Forbidden Zone powerhouses. But now, thinking about it was useless. The strength of a Saint-level cultivator was far beyond what Ye Ming could contend with at his current level.

"Heh, little beast, who do you think can save you now?"

A cold voice spoke—a powerhouse from the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, clad in a gray robe, his expression icy and condescending, looking down on Ye Ming with murderous intent.

This man was named Ling Jing. His aura was overwhelmingly powerful as he struck at Ye Ming. A single palm strike sent spiritual light rippling across ten thousand miles of sky. The pressure of a Saint-level cultivator shattered the heavens. This attack was terrifyingly strong.

"Hmph, for killing our sect's Holy Son, you will pay with your life."

Another Saint-level powerhouse sneered, killing intent spreading everywhere.

Boom!

At this moment, the void around Ye Ming was sealed, as if it had transformed into a cage. Facing Saint Realm experts, even with his unparalleled talent, Ye Ming could not possibly withstand a single blow—this was a death sentence.

Not to mention that there were several Saint Realm experts present, from the Flying Immortal Sacred Land, the Ten Directions Sacred Hall, and the Celestial Clear Dao Sect...

At this moment, near Imperial Mountain, all the gathered cultivators were from righteous sects, and they naturally wished for Ye Ming, the Imperial Son of the Primordial Forbidden Zone, to suffer Body Dies, Dao Perishes.

Especially among the prodigies, after witnessing the talent Ye Ming had revealed, an intense jealousy took root.

Why should a waste they had once looked down upon possess greater talent than them? For some of these prodigies, this was unacceptable. They were deeply resentful, wishing for Ye Ming to die on the spot.

"Hmph! Anyone from the Primordial Forbidden Zone—we righteous cultivators are duty-bound to slay them!"

"That's right! If not for the abundant resources backing him, what is this Imperial Son before us? Nothing!"

"He got lucky with this strength, yet instead of lying low, he comes here to die. Let him know—before true experts, what is his meager power worth!"

At this moment, voices of mockery rang out, from those prodigies burning with envy. Their words were venomous, cursing him...

Now, facing several Saint Realm experts, Ye Ming remained fearless, his expression calm and composed.

"Hmph! Just an old dog. You think you're worthy of killing me?"

Ye Ming's voice was cold, dripping with scorn.

"This isn't your Primordial Forbidden Zone. Time to send you on your way!"

Ling Jing's eyes flickered with anger as he pointed a finger. Spiritual light shattered the void, aiming to slay Ye Ming.

"I request the First Elder to appear."

At that moment, Ye Ming called out.

The moment the words fell.

Crack!

A thunderous roar split the heavens. A powerful aura surged as a blurry figure materialized in the void, radiating an overwhelming presence—vast and boundless, tearing the sky, crushing the firmament, stirring up towering waves and endless wind and clouds.

This aura was far too powerful, beyond any comparison to the Saint Realm experts present. At this moment, all the watching cultivators were stunned.

"This is a Great Saint Realm expert!!!"

"Shh! How could such an expert descend... the Primordial Forbidden Zone!!!"

"It feels like this isn't an ordinary Great Saint... it seems he's only a step away from stepping into the Quasi-Emperor realm!"

Countless cultivators were utterly shaken, their gazes fixed on the sky above.

A Great Saint Realm expert stood at the Ninth Heaven of the Saint Realm, only half a step away from becoming a Quasi-Emperor. His pressure blanketed the land, shaking heaven and earth.

It was the First Elder of the Primordial Forbidden Zone—Mo Ao.

"This old servant pays respects to the Imperial Son!"

At this moment, before the eyes of countless cultivators, this supreme Great Saint Realm expert bowed to Ye Ming with utmost reverence...