Had anyone else said those words, someone would surely have scoffed already.
But coming from their Quasi-Emperor Realm ancestor, they demanded serious consideration.
Could the method Ancestor Changqing had comprehended truly be that terrifying?
Once the crowd had quieted somewhat, Chen Haotian turned around and fixed Chen Changqing with a burning gaze.
Not a trace of his Quasi-Emperor Realm dignity remained on his face. It was filled with eagerness.
"Changqing, everything rests on you now."
"Do whatever you wish. No one in the entire family will dare disobey."
In truth, this Quasi-Emperor Realm expert yearned for Chen Changqing's discourse more than anyone else present.
He had personally experienced the heaven-defying effects of a divine ability.
If he could comprehend a divine ability himself, then with his Quasi-Emperor Realm cultivation, could he... challenge a Great Emperor? Or even a supreme being from the Forbidden Zone?
At that thought, Chen Haotian's heart pounded wildly with excitement.
Meeting his ancestor's fervent, almost scorching gaze, Chen Changqing felt rather helpless. His ancestor really was as impatient as a monkey!
Still, he nodded and began softly, "The method I comprehended is called the Divine Ability Method..."
"This discourse will last two hours. How much you comprehend will depend entirely on your own fortune."
His voice was not loud, yet it swept across Purple Sun Peak like a gentle breeze, reaching every ear with perfect clarity.
"This method has nothing to do with cultivation, places no restrictions on root bone, draws on no spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and requires no condensation of true essence."
"Even a mortal, upon comprehending a divine ability, can move mountains and fill seas, contending against cultivators."
His words fell.
For an instant, all of Purple Sun Peak sank into deathly silence.
Then!
An uproar erupted.
"Mortals... can stand against cultivators too?"
Some younger disciples stared wide-eyed, their mouths open wide enough to fit a fist.
"No spiritual energy? No true essence? Then where does the power come from?"
One ranked prodigy furrowed his brow, disbelief written all over his face.
"Does... doesn't this overturn the entire cultivation system of the Great Desolate Realm?"
The older family members exchanged bewildered looks, confusion almost spilling from their eyes.
Even the knowledgeable elders of the Chen Family could not help drawing sharp breaths.
Without true essence, even mortals could comprehend divine abilities and fight cultivators.
Such a method was unheard of and unseen, as fantastical as a tale from the Arabian Nights.
Yet those words had come from a Chaos Body prodigy who had swept through his generation without an equal a million years ago.
Ignoring the uproar below the platform,
Chen Changqing raised his eyes slightly and swept a calm gaze over the crowd, preparing to continue.
Suddenly—
"Divine Son!"
A voice tinged with arrogance and resentment rang across Purple Sun Peak, interrupting everyone's thoughts.
They turned toward the voice.
On the central one of the forty-nine arenas stood a young man in a jet-black battle robe, his head held high.
He had a powerful frame, broad shoulders, and a wide back. Veins coiled around his arms like horned dragons, while his blood surged like thunder. An unparalleled fighting spirit faintly radiated from within him, making the protective formation patterns surrounding the arena hum incessantly.
He was Chen Yuanba, foremost among the Chen Family's three greatest prodigies.
Only twenty-six years old, he had already reached the Saint Realm in every sense.
He possessed the Azure Heaven Tyrant Body and had been born with an ancient supreme art, the Battle Combat Formula. His combat prowess was so formidable that he had virtually no equal within his realm.
In this Sequence Ranking Battle, he had swept through every opponent without a single defeat, and was considered the prodigy most qualified to contend for the position of chief holy son.
"Since the Divine Ability Method you comprehended is so profound!"
Chen Yuanba raised his head and stared directly at the green-robed figure on the viewing platform. His tone seemed respectful, but an irrepressible sharpness ran through every word.
"I, Chen Yuanba of the younger generation, boldly ask the Divine Son to enlighten me!"
His fists were clenched, his chest heaving violently. Resentment and defiance accumulated over many years churned within his fierce eyes.
Why him?
Those words had haunted his heart for more years than he could count.
For a million years, generation after generation of the Chen Family had followed their ancestral instructions, sealing away countless precious resources solely for the legendary Evergreen Divine Son.
Chen Yuanba possessed heaven-gifted talent, yet he could scarcely obtain even a single sacred herb over a hundred thousand years old. Meanwhile, those resources lay piled deep within the ancestral treasury, gathering dust for a million years, all to await someone who might never awaken.
He had endured it.
Relying on his Azure Heaven Tyrant Body and the Battle Combat Formula, he had fought his way forward one step at a time, forcing his way into the Saint Realm and becoming the foremost member of the Chen Family's younger generation.
He had believed that if he grew strong enough—strong enough to lead the Chen Family back to its peak—those stubborn old men would relinquish their obsession and grant him the position of Divine Son.
But today—
This youth, sealed away for a million years and possessing only Transcendent Realm cultivation, had emerged without displaying even a shred of strength, only to be worshipped like a god by the entire family once again.
He was even going to deliver a public discourse, spouting fantastical nonsense about how "mortals can stand against cultivators."
Absurd.
Utterly absurd.
To Chen Yuanba, it was nothing more than a deliberately fabricated gimmick meant to preserve the Divine Son's illusory prestige.
The Divine Ability Method?
Mortals fighting cultivators?
If such a heaven-defying method truly existed, why had no one heard of it a million years ago?
He did not believe it.
He would not accept it.
And at that moment—
Everyone was stunned by Chen Yuanba's actions.
Chen Lingfeng's expression changed drastically. He stepped forward and shouted sternly, "Chen Yuanba, you insolent fool!"
"How dare you show such disrespect before our ancestor!"
However—
Before he could finish, two more voices rang out in succession.
"I, Chen Qingshuang of the younger generation, also ask the Divine Son to enlighten me."
"I, Chen Musen of the younger generation, likewise ask the Divine Son to enlighten me."
On one arena, a woman dressed in snow-white robes stood with her hand on her sword, her gaze cold as frost. She was Chen Qingshuang, the only woman among the Chen Family's three greatest prodigies.
On another arena, a young man in blue-gray robes stood with his hands behind his back. His expression was gentle and his eyes held a smile, but anyone who looked closely beneath his feet would have discovered fine cracks silently spreading across the black-iron arena's surface!
Chen Musen was the most low-profile of the three, yet also the most inscrutable.
No one had expected—
That the three most dazzling prodigies of the Chen Family's current generation would simultaneously challenge their newly awakened ancestor.
At that moment!
All of Purple Sun Peak fell utterly silent!
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