Throughout the Postnatal Primordial Great Universe, the immortals were gripped by dread!
The life-or-death battle the Human Emperor was about to fight would decide whether the Immortal Dao Lineage lived or perished!
A Source King was an invincible powerhouse a level beyond even Great God Pangu!
And three of them had descended...
Though these three Source Kings had severed their own cultivation and fallen from their peaks, their terrifying power was still easy to imagine!
This was a battle like three mighty eagles swooping down on a rabbit!
Could the Human Emperor win?
Above the Thirty-Three Heavens!
The immortals gathered around Shang Sheng Yu Jiao, their gazes fixed on the Prophet.
After years of knowing her, they understood just how extraordinary her origins were!
She was a remarkable young prodigy from the Upper Realm!
And when it came to judging the coming battle, no one had more authority than she did!
"Prophet, how good do you think my son Chen Xuan's chances are in this battle?" Shang Sheng Yu Jiao asked.
Every gaze turned to the Prophet.
She fell silent for a moment, then gave them four words: "Nine deaths, one life!"
"Hiss!..."
The immortals' hearts trembled. Grief and despair welled up within them!
Were the odds truly that dire?
"Then... where does that one chance of survival lie?" Shang Sheng Yu Jiao pressed.
She tried her utmost to keep her voice steady, but its trembling final note betrayed her!
The Prophet remained silent for a long time.
At last, she shook her head!
Extraordinary as the Prophet was, she was not all-knowing. Perhaps only the Complete Ancestor could answer that question.
"For now, you must do everything you can to keep this great universe stable and lend Chen Xuan your strength!
"And offer your faith with all sincerity! He