The Eternal Great Emperor's clothes were somewhat disheveled, and his complexion had worsened considerably. Specks of blood stained his white robes.
Ye Tian frowned slightly. As expected of the physical imprint of the First of Eternity, he was simply beyond imagination.
Any other physical imprint would have turned to smoke under such an attack, dissipating between heaven and earth.
Yet the Eternal Great Emperor remained unharmed, with nothing more than tattered clothes and a few drops of blood.
"Had you lived in my era, young one, your strength... would still have set you far above the masses, like a divine dragon in the heavens, looking down proudly upon the nine heavens."
"Unfortunately, your battle with me today is destined to end in defeat."
The corners of the Eternal Great Emperor's mouth lifted slightly. He was growing ever fonder of this young descendant of his.
At the same time, this three-year-old child had proven that the Ye Family had a worthy successor. He had not disappointed him.
Since that was the case, he could fight without holding back.
He, too, wanted to see just where this young descendant's limits lay.
Could he break the record of all ages and forge an entirely new legend?
"Primordial Desolation Fist!"
The Eternal Great Emperor struck. An ancient aura surged from his palm, overwhelming everything in the world.
At that instant, everyone except Ye Junlin seemed to fall into a hallucination.
They felt as though they stood in a primordial world, where birds and beasts were savagely fierce, feeding on humans and all living things, devouring heaven and earth, destroying everything.
But a moment later, everyone came back to their senses.
It was merely an illusion.
Yet when they looked up again, the entire Battle Space had become hazy. Yellow sand filled the sky, chaos