The Chosen One

"Saint Prince, you are the Chosen One destined to break the Heavenly Emperor's curse!"

Lin Xian declared with utter conviction, "Legend says there are six Chosen Ones. Gather them all, and you can defeat the Immortal Emperor and open the Immortal Ascension Road."

"Destiny?"

The Saint Prince scoffed. His father, the Fighting Saint Emperor, had feared neither heaven nor earth. He had never worshipped the so-called gods of old and had sworn to become a War Immortal in the mortal world.

As his son, how could the Saint Prince believe in any damned destiny?

"Better to decide for yourself than beg heaven for answers!" the Saint Prince replied, his voice ringing with conviction. His lineage feared neither heaven nor earth. It held to one belief alone: with me here, none can defeat me.

"What about your aunt?"

Lin Xian smiled calmly. With ease, he had found the Saint Prince's weakness. The prince might be invincible under heaven, but his loved ones would die someday.

There was no answer to that. Even the Restricted Area Supremes had sunk into darkness little by little, watching family and old friends die until they could not find a single familiar face in the world. With no one left to move them, their Dao Hearts turned cold, and they could unleash the Dark Turmoil without a qualm.

By contrast, the Supremes who had left their races in the outside world still had blood ties to hold them there. They retained a shred of humanity and had not unleashed the Dark Turmoil. Instead, they chose to sleep through the ages, conserving their strength against the erosion of time.

"What do you want?" The Saint Prince's expression changed. He could cast aside all restraint, but his loved one was dying.

"He is a Chosen One, and a