A Dream of a Hundred Years

Those claims of Emperor Potential were mostly just boasting. How could there be so many people with Emperor Potential? In Eastern Wasteland alone, there were more than a dozen who called themselves possessors of Emperor Potential.

The one who left the deepest impression on Ji Hao was Phoenix from the original work, the one who had nearly become engaged to Heavenly Emperor Ye.

She was also said to possess Emperor Potential and was brimming with confidence, believing she could attain the Dao. Little did she know, confidence was for those with ability; without ability, it was just idiocy.

And she had even dared to look down on my Heavenly Emperor Ye!

Still, to be fair, Wang Teng truly did have Emperor Potential. After all, he was the Wang Teng known throughout the Heavens as "my son," possessing the fortune aura of the Wang Clan and extraordinary by nature. Unfortunately, before it had even begun, the outcome had already been decided. This was the Ye Clan's era.

But now that Ji Hao was here, he would fight for a share of fortune aura for the Ji Clan of the Heavens and become a Variable.

He sought battle!

Clang!

A flick of his finger struck the seal, sending ripples spreading across it.

"A little troublesome, but only troublesome," Ji Hao said after pondering for a moment.

"I have to recover to my peak first!"

Ji Hao sat cross-legged in the Void. The Emperor Blood within him resonated with the Void, and streams of Heaven and Earth Origin Qi transformed into ribbons that flowed into his body, constantly refining themselves as they restored him to perfection.

Essence Qi gathered into Ji Hao's body from all directions, and he soon returned to his peak.

Looking at the Altar before him, Ji Hao casually slapped