In the nearby void, the many Immortal Kings who had chosen to watch through projections looked deeply embarrassed when they saw Immortal King Anlan flee. They wondered who this fellow was to have actually forced Immortal King Anlan back.
"Heavens, who is this fellow? Has such an incredible genius actually appeared in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands? Can he already contend with Immortal King Anlan at such a young age?"
"No idea. I've certainly never seen him before. This fellow is far too powerful. He actually forced Immortal King Anlan to retreat. Let's hurry and leave. With our meager cultivation, we couldn't possibly be his match!"
"Exactly. Even that madman He Wushuang was slain by him. This fellow really is powerful. Killing him would only be possible if those ancient powerhouses came out!"
High in the sky, Ye Xingchen held the Rotten Wooden Box, his expression utterly calm. After Immortal King Anlan left, he could not help smiling faintly! Aside from the Corpse Immortal Emperor's soul, what this box contains in even greater abundance is the power of an Immortal Emperor!
How could a mere Anlan, who had yet to reach the Immortal King realm, possibly not retreat?
He smiled thoughtfully, then walked forward and vanished from everyone's sight.
Elsewhere, when He Wushuang learned that Immortal King Anlan had been forced back by Ye Xingchen, his expression shifted slightly. Seeing that the distance between the two sides was less than a hundred thousand li, he stopped, turned around, and returned to his own territory.
Night gradually fell. On a tall mountain,
Bear Child looked at the training ground not far away, a hint of a sigh in his eyes!
According to his information, a gathering of geniuses would be held here in three days.
Every genius was