Gathering at Saint Cliff

The Human Sacred Body frowned. "Eight thousand years ago?"

Could that special point in time have been when that peerless fiend, Gai Jiuyou, was around...

As an aspiring Dao achiever in the prime of his life back then, unless the Green Emperor returned to life, neither the open powerhouses of the demon race's imperial lineage nor the ancient foundations slumbering in secret would have been enough for him to ravage alone.

"What is it?"

"Nothing. I was just wondering—since the internal inheritance has been severed, could we learn anything from the Demon Emperor's sacred weapon?"

"Idiot, the Green Emperor's Weapon was brought into the imperial tomb by our ancestor. How could it know what happened afterward? But the ultimate deity told me that if I can reverse the concentration of Emperor Blood in my body to that of the first or second generation, then perhaps, with the aid of an ultimate weapon, I may discover something."

Expectation filled the demon race princess's fair, lovely face.

Perhaps, within some unknown Sage Small World, several ancient foundations of the imperial lineage still slumbered. With a mere gesture, they could shatter heaven and earth and battle ancient sages.

"First- or second-generation imperial descendants..."

Ye Fan smiled, not mentioning the Grade Eight Bloodline Evolution Fluid for the moment.

Once Grandmother Yao finished restoring the degraded evolution fluids, he would naturally give his lover a surprise. Raising her Emperor Blood concentration to match that of a First Generation imperial child was no dream.

"Boy Ye, now that the six ultimate forces have gathered, shouldn't we make our move?"

Yang Yi, the ancient Jade Lake Holy Maiden, parted her red lips. Her voice was ethereal and profound.

"No, there is still one distinguished guest who has yet to arrive."

Ye Fan shook his head, leaving everyone