"Ye Chen, the first challenger has appeared. The White Bone Sword Emperor has not shown himself for thirty thousand years, and I cannot gauge his current strength. Thirty thousand years ago, his White Bone Time Sword was considered one of the fastest sword arts among quasi-Supremes. After thirty thousand years, it has likely become even more formidable. Be careful."
Golden Robe Emperor could not exactly step forward on Ye Chen's behalf. After all, Ye Chen's status was now no lower than his own. Forcing himself into the matter would only seem superfluous. If Ye Chen wanted to keep the title of Sword Emperor, he could only rely on himself.
"I know what I'm doing." Ye Chen nodded and looked at the White Bone Sword Emperor. "The title of Sword Emperor is merely everyone's praise. But since Senior White Bone Sword Emperor cares so much about it, I can give you the title."
"Give it to me?" The White Bone Sword Emperor was somewhat surprised. He sneered, "I thought you had some backbone. So this is all you amount to. Still, since you know your place, I won't make things difficult for you."
The White Bone Sword Emperor had secluded himself for thirty thousand years and believed his progress had been astonishing. This time, he had emerged for two reasons: first, to seek out an inheritance suited to him in the Supreme Sacred Land; second, to tell everyone that the White Bone Sword Emperor had returned. As for the position of Sword Emperor, he was determined to claim it. What filled him with even greater confidence was that during this journey to the Supreme Sacred Land, he had finally obtained a Supreme inheritance. Though the deceased Supreme had only been an ordinary Supreme, for a quasi-Supreme like him, who had lived