Pursued by Supreme Being's Progeny!

In the first stage of the Human Race's Strongest Trial Ancient Road, a group of people looked at each other, wondering if they had misheard.

Did that young man just turn eighteen?

What a joke!

If he had just turned eighteen, how long had he been cultivating?

Even if he started cultivating in the womb, he would have only cultivated for eighteen years at most!

Moreover, who could start cultivating that early?

In other words, the young man could only have been cultivating for an even shorter time, perhaps only a few years.

To cross two or three Human Body Secret Realms after only a few years of cultivation was already considered extraordinary talent, worthy of praise as a "genius."

But what if he had cultivated for only a few years and directly reached the fourth level of the Immortal Platform, the Saint Realm?

Everyone was unwilling to believe this possibility, as it would undoubtedly shatter their understanding and break all conventional norms.

What was the youngest Saint in history?

An eighteen-year-old Saint, let alone them, no one in any place or any era would believe it.

But what if?

The young man did look very young, almost impossibly so, and eighteen wasn't an impossible age.

Furthermore, the young man had no reason to lie to them or to seek attention in such a way.

An eighteen-year-old Saint!

This was undoubtedly the most incredible event in history, rendering many cultivation records obsolete.

If the proud talents of this era knew about this, what would they think?

They, who had cultivated diligently for hundreds or thousands of years, were inferior to an eighteen-year-old boy?

Watching the gradually receding young man, many felt dazed. They suddenly realized that the Emperor's Road competition of this era was far from over.

Could an eighteen-year-old Saint maintain such an incredible cultivation speed, ascend to the heavens, and contend with Ji Xukong on the Emperor's Road?

Yang Qing, naturally, had no idea how much shock he had left behind in the first stage of the Human Race's Strongest Trial Ancient Road after he departed.

Some even carved this event onto the city walls of the first stage, turning it into an immortal inscription for future generations to admire.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't have cared. He hadn't lied; he was indeed eighteen this year.

Besides, what was an eighteen-year-old Saint? It was nothing to be surprised about. In later generations, there would be someone who was a Saint from birth.

A natural-born Saint would be enough to scare people to death, wouldn't it?

Setting off again, Yang Qing deliberately slowed down his cultivation speed, fighting and breaking through stages along the Human Race's Trial Ancient Road.

In a short period, he had already clashed with many proud talents, including not only human prodigies but also those from other races.

He swept through them all, breaking through stages with unparalleled might, and along the Human Race's Trial Ancient Road, Yang Qing gradually forged his own legend.

Later, finding it unsatisfying, he directly ventured onto other ancient roads. After traversing several ancient roads, he returned to the Human Race's Strongest Trial Ancient Road.

Continuing forward like this, tempered by blood and fire, Yang Qing's strength soared, and he gradually found his own path.

He contained myriad laws within himself and integrated hundreds of scriptures, all becoming nourishment for his growth, nurturing an invincible Dao.

Three years later, Yang Qing finally reached the final stage of the Human Race's Strongest Trial Road, the eighty-first stage.

Along the way, he left behind an immortal legend, just like Ji Xukong in those years.

Looking at the eighty-first stage of the Human Race, Yang Qing's face was filled with excitement. It wasn't excitement because he was unrivaled on the Human Race's Ancient Road.

Reaching the final stage of the Human Race's Ancient Road meant he was very close to Ji Xukong!

He had arrived. Although hundreds of years late, he had caught up. The Emperor's Road competition of this era was not yet over!

At this moment, suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted, suppressing heaven and earth. The stars trembled, and the power was boundless.

"Finally found you!"

The speaker was a man in his mid-twenties, clad in black Nether Iron Divine Garment, his eyes blazing like torches, looking extremely menacing.

Beside these two were two others. One wore black battle armor, his face pale, as if he never saw the sun.

The other looked very young and exceptionally handsome, his face also pale, but his eyes were deep.

The three appeared before Yang Qing simultaneously, unleashing powerful auras that shook the heavens and myriad worlds, causing the void to tremble.

Moreover, the auras of these three continued to rise, sweeping across the six directions and eight wastes, captivating the soul and making many almost lose their footing.

"Who are these three? How can their auras be so terrifying?"

"Are there such powerful individuals on the Human Race's Strongest Trial Ancient Road? Why have we never heard of them before?"

"They're here for that young man. Who is he, to attract such terrifying experts to pursue him?"

After all, this was the final stage of the Human Race's Ancient Road. Those who could reach here were all peerless geniuses. Who wouldn't have some strength?

Yet, before the three even made a move, their mere auras caused many to tremble, indicating how terrifying their strength was.

Yang Qing looked at the three before him and sneered, "Was it you who made a move in the Central Continent back then?"

He sensed a familiar aura from the three people before him, an aura he had encountered within the Undying Mountain.

These three individuals hailed from the Undying Mountain and had even attacked him before, specifically when he was ascending the Five-Colored Altar of the Academy of Mystics.

Years later, he had fought his way to the final stage of the Human Race's Strongest Trial Ancient Road, and these three had crossed the vast expanse of space to pursue him.

"Not bad! You were lucky to escape last time, but you won't be so fortunate this time!" said the one clad in the Nether Iron Divine Garment.

Last time, they had even deployed an Ancient Emperor Weapon, yet they still failed to kill the person before them.

Finding someone in the vast universe was no easy feat, but they had managed it, and everything was about to end.

"A scholar who has been away for three days should be looked at with new eyes. You've come too late!" Yang Qing said with a cold laugh.

The three people before him were clearly no ordinary individuals; they possessed an aura that could suppress the world, far beyond that of the three servants from the Undying Mountain who had hunted him previously.

If he wasn't mistaken, these three were likely Supreme Being's Progeny, and their cultivation was extremely high, their combat power undoubtedly astonishing.

If he had encountered three Supreme Being's Progeny when he first descended the mountain, he would have surely died without a chance to resist.

But as he had said, they had come too late. After cultivating for so long, he was no longer the person he used to be.

What were Supreme Being's Progeny to him now?

"Hahaha! Such arrogance! Remember my name, so you know who you're dying by. I am Shen Ming!"

Shen Ming stared at Yang Qing, his eyes filled with disdain. There was no suspense in this battle.

Although it had taken some time, it had only been a few years at most.

A few years ago, the person before him had only just stepped into the Immortal Platform Realm. No matter how monstrous his talent, how much could he have improved?

There was no need to deploy an Extreme Emperor Weapon; he could kill the person before him with just one hand.

Yang Qing let out a cold laugh and, deciding not to waste any more words, unleashed his aura, which exploded like a mountain torrent breaking through a dam, shaking the heavens and earth.

The expressions of Shen Ming and the other two changed drastically. They looked at Yang Qing in disbelief, as if they had witnessed something utterly inconceivable.