As for anyone defeating their opponent—not a single one. Even Ye Lin had merely severed one strand of Yin-Yang Venerable's hair.
Just as Yin-Yang Venerable had said, this had never been a fair duel from beginning to end.
The purpose of Void Burial, the purpose of these mighty projections, was merely to take a look at the geniuses of later generations.
And at this moment, on the severed Emperor Road, only a lone blood-red figure stood at its very end.
The Emperor Road beneath his feet continued to collapse. Only he alone was qualified to stand upon it.
"With the Emperor Road collapsing, does challenging it mean there was only one chance to fight?"
"Then again, given the strength of these projections, facing one or facing many makes no difference."
Ye Lin, standing atop the Emperor Road, laughed at himself.
It had been said that upon the Emperor Road, one would contend against those geniuses who had once existed, fighting a battle that spanned the river of time.
It sounded enough to make one's blood boil, but this had always been an unfair duel. Challenging one or challenging many was the same concept anyway—he could not defeat either.
"Hubby."
Just as Ye Lin was considering how to leave, a clear call came from behind him.
Hearing it, Ye Lin turned around and saw Su Qingyu, bathed in golden light, gazing at him with eyes full of adoration.
A pair of golden wings continuously beat behind Su Qingyu. At this moment, she looked even more like a divine maiden from the Ninth Heavens.
"Hubby, I'm about to leave. I never thought that just after we met, we would have to part again. I truly can't bear it."
"Hubby, Qingyu will wait for you in the Central Continent. You must come to