Although the various paths had an unspoken understanding not to make moves against one another's geniuses—otherwise, after striking the young, the old would come; then after striking the young again, the old would come again, each layer escalating until the final outcome became a Tribulation no one wished to see.
But if cultivators could restrain themselves in everything and act perfectly as the chessboard's deductions prescribed, then they would not be cultivators.
Even knowing the Son of the Human Emperor was difficult to deal with, some veteran powerhouses still wished to act personally.
To capture this present-day Son of the Human Emperor.
Others wanted to kill him outright.
Yet the difficulty of killing him differed from that of capturing him.
In the eyes of the world, every Son of the Human Emperor was favored by the Human Path, cherished by Heaven's Way, and blessed by Providence. When others sought to erase them, the unseen currents of fate always managed to carve out a path to survival for these Sons of the Human Emperor.
That sliver of life amid the forty-nine heavenly secrets also appeared upon them as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
Whenever their lives were in peril, the effect of that unseen fate was far more outrageous than when they were merely being captured.
Over these past days, several veteran powerhouses had been left utterly disheveled.
Judging by the standards of the Immortal Path, their true cultivation realms were undoubtedly those of veteran experts at Primordial Spirit Perfection.
As for the Son of the Human Emperor's prior feat of killing that Divine Path prodigy, they knew of it as well.
But that feat had not made it onto the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Even his placement had merely advanced past a few geniuses.
Clearly, even