The Phoenix Nest.
Cries of "We pay our respects to the Son of the Emperor!" surged outward like a rising tide. The cultivators invited from the Big Dipper's five great regions—not counting the myriad races that had once served the Undying Divine Dynasty—all changed expression. They finally felt for themselves the power of the Undying Emperor's name: a million years later, it could still inspire so many cultivators to pledge loyalty to an ancient emperor's son who had yet to prove himself in battle.
"The Son of the Emperor—the storm is coming!"
"The Undying Emperor was said to be the first emperor of the Primordial Era, a figure comparable to Emperor Venerable, the Lord of the Heavenly Court. His son must be among the finest talents of this age, with a chance of breaking the curse that has endured through the ages."
"He has one thing in his favor: the Phoenix Nest now houses three Quasi-Emperors. The Undying Empress herself stands at the pinnacle of that rank, on the verge of attaining the Dao. If anyone intends to move against him—"
The Human Race experts waiting outside exchanged voice transmissions. Most were troubled by the Undying Divine Dynasty's restoration; unlike the cultivators of most other races, they could not simply bow their heads.
In this age, the Human Race was powerful.
But the Big Dipper's resources were finite. The emergence of such a vast power would inevitably cost the humans of the five great regions their share.
Looking back hundreds of thousands of years, the Yuhua Divine Dynasty had shaken the Big Dipper and dominated the cosmos. Though it too was a Human Race power, it had seized other factions' resources and even committed such tyrannical acts as abducting talented cultivators.
Those not of our race could never be of