A Fierce Battle with Yuan Gu, Secret Arts Reign Supreme
"Eastern Saint, do you dare fight me?"
By this point, Yuan Gu stopped wasting words and directly issued a challenge.
Although Primordial Lake had no ancient quasi-emperor and its foundations were somewhat inferior to Celestial Pivot's, what he demanded now was a one-on-one, fair contest.
If Ye Fan did not dare fight him, that meant he was afraid, that he was a coward.
This prince would announce to the whole world that the Eastern Saint was a gutless coward.
"Why didn't you just say so earlier? What was all that nonsense for..."
Ye Fan remained extremely calm, as still as an ancient well.
There were plenty of people who wanted to challenge him. One more made no difference.
He had already defeated several ancient imperial princes. They were nothing special.
With a rustle, the cultivators of the Eastern Wasteland immediately retreated, clearing out an open space.
A clash between figures of imperial-child rank was incomparably terrifying.
Even the weakest ancient imperial prince stood at the seventh minor stage of Immortal Three, or perhaps even higher. Coupled with the boost of their bloodline, the power of their battles came close to that of Sage-level combat.
If one were carelessly drawn in or caught in the aftermath, they would most likely die on the spot.
The tall, peerlessly beautiful Golden Maiden had dazzling golden hair cascading over her shoulders. Her skin was as white as jade, smooth and delicate.
Her golden eyes flickered faintly, crystalline like glazed glass.
Even someone as powerful as her had been defeated by the Eastern Saint. Could Yuan Gu truly turn the tide against the odds?
"Eastern Saint, this prince will prove that I am the strongest of this age!"
A thunderous roar resounded through the