Watching the Nether Ghost Clan expert, who had been imposing just moments ago, get beaten like a dog now, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Sure enough, this was the Selection of Emperor Road. It had remained closed for so long that they had nearly forgotten what kind of place this was.
Nearly all of these people had cultivated to this level after dominating an era somewhere. Many of them were still legends in a certain world even now.
But this was not a place where they could run wild. Geniuses were as common as dirt here, while freakish monsters from every era roamed freely. Any seemingly unremarkable person they encountered might be an invincible prodigy who had shone through an entire age.
The era when the Selection of Emperor Road had opened was simply too far removed. No one knew how many monstrous prodigies were active within it. This fellow before them was likely not far beneath those monsters.
Many people felt their courage fail. Running into a few freakish prodigies here was nothing unusual. If they happened to kick an iron plate like this fellow had, would that not be a dead end?
Although everyone knew that those monstrous prodigies renowned throughout the world had already headed for the Upper Heavens in search of legendary opportunities,
who knew whether a few immature prodigies were still hidden among them? Besides, it was also possible for those monsters to turn back midway.
In short, anything was possible in this world.
Had they not seen that Asura Ghost Clan fellow lose even the Eye of the Ghost Emperor? He had truly suffered grievous losses—trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used to bait it.
The Golden-Striped Horned Tiger looked coldly at Ye Xiwen and said, "Human,