The voice was full of majesty and divinity. Though quiet, it resounded throughout the Desolate Realm and the Myriad Spirits Realm.
As those words echoed with the Heavenly Dao, every realm erupted in uproar, and all directions were shaken.
Someone from the Ye Lineage had actually broken the eternal limit. What did that mean?
All the great figures of every era since ancient times, whether the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the peerless ancestors hidden within the sacred lands, the prodigies with the immortal aptitude to attain the Dao, or even the various devil emperors and supremes of the Desolate Realm-
At Ye Wushuang's age, none had been stronger than him.
This was a terrifying genius!
Would the major powers of this era once again fall into the fear of being ruled by the Ye Lineage?
The major powers on good terms with the Ye Lineage were all smiles. As expected of their ultimate golden thigh, they would be carried to victory again in this lifetime.
Meanwhile, the major powers that competed with the Ye Lineage fell silent, each secretly resolving to strangle this scion of the Ye Lineage in his cradle before he could grow.
Otherwise, they would once again recall those dark memories, the terror of being slaughtered through by the Ye Lineage's scions in every era.
Unusual brilliance flashed through Ye Kongling's and Ye Yanling's eyes as well, their gazes blazing.
"With such splendor, the results we achieved earlier really do look shabby."
"Hahaha! As expected of our Ye Lineage's blood! Impressive indeed! Teach those other powers a proper lesson in this lifetime!"
The Ninth Ancestor laughed heartily, his face glowing.
Seeing the Ninth Ancestor, who looked so much like an immortal sage, speak with such boisterous abandon made the corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth twitch slightly at the bizarre contrast.
At that moment, the vast phenomena in the sky had yet to disperse.
Thunder filled the sky, and golden light spread, illuminating the entire Ye Lineage until it gleamed.
Amid images of circling dragons and phoenixes, nine-colored radiance descended from the void.
A ranking inscribed with a few names stood between heaven and earth, brimming with oppressive might.
"The Eternal Physical Body Ranking has finally descended." The Ye Lineage ancestors in the void all nodded in satisfaction.
"I wonder what rank little Wushuang will reach."
The Ninth Ancestor stared intently at the Eternal Physical Body Ranking.
In past eras, whenever a peerless genius who broke through to the Limit Breaking Realm appeared, they could generally enter the Eternal Physical Body Ranking.
But most geniuses only broke the ultimate limit of their own cultivation realm.
Someone like Ye Wushuang, who broke the ultimate limit three major realms above his own, could be said to have no predecessor and no successor.
Ye Wushuang channeled his spiritual power and firmly inscribed his name upon the ranking. With every stroke, dragons seemed to roar, phoenixes cried, and mountains and rivers shifted.
The name Ye Wushuang shot upward like a flash of golden light, rapidly climbing the moment it entered the ranking.
Heavenly Desolation Devil Emperor, Myriad Jun Ancient Emperor, Savage Desolation Supreme, Heaven-Shaking Great Emperor.
The titles of Great Emperor powerhouses whose might shook the great realms appeared one after another, yet the name Ye Wushuang surpassed them all.
Finally, Ye Wushuang charged into the top ten, pushing the former tenth place down to eleventh.
It was none other than the Desolate Universe Dragon Venerable of the Desolate Sacred Dragon Clan!
The Desolate Sacred Dragons and Primordial Sacred Dragons both originated from the Immortal Domain Dragon Clan, and were among its strongest branches.
Even such a peerless figure had only held the former tenth place on the Eternal Physical Body Ranking.
The onlookers' minds went blank. They could scarcely imagine what sort of figures ranked even higher.
As Ye Wushuang entered the top ten, the Eternal Physical Body Ranking shone with even greater golden brilliance, and a vast presence surged.
The presence of laws emerged, and the voice of the Myriad Spirits Realm's Heavenly Dao rang out.
"Thou hast now become Limit Breaking and proven thy flesh upon the Dao. I bestow upon thee the fortune of heaven's mandate, making thee a son of the Heavenly Dao, a king among emperors."
Streams of fortune surged toward Ye Wushuang, seeking to merge into his body.
"How is this possible? This child actually possesses such tremendous potential!"
The Qilin Cave, the Nine Nether Imperial Dynasty, and the other powers hostile to the Ye Lineage were all stunned.
The realm's Heavenly Dao had personally bestowed the fortune of heaven's mandate and even conferred upon him the title of son of the Heavenly Dao. What extraordinary favor!
Bearing this fortune of heaven's mandate, he would surely encounter endless opportunities and possess unparalleled fortune beneath this realm's Heavenly Dao.
Yet as the fortune approached Ye Wushuang, it was all repelled, merging back into heaven and earth.
High in the sky, Ye Wushuang's tall, slender figure stirred slightly.
A faint smile appeared on Ye Wushuang's handsome face. Facing the sky, he spoke calmly.
"Confer upon me the title of son of heaven's mandate?"
"The Heavenly Dao... isn't qualified!"
I crossed over bearing karma. My karma will remain in my own hands, Ye Wushuang's alone.
Beneath the Heavenly Dao? Son of heaven's mandate? I seek to be invincible in this age. Why would I need the fortune of heaven's mandate?
Dead silence fell all around!
This was the fortune of heaven's mandate, bestowed personally by the Heavenly Dao.
Throughout the ages, few had ever received such an opportunity.
Yet that figure in the sky dismissed it with contempt!
The ancestors watching in secret exchanged smiles.
"Since when have members of our Ye Lineage needed the Heavenly Dao's gifts to attain the Dao?"
After all, accepting the fortune of heaven's mandate bestowed by the Heavenly Dao meant being constrained by it.
One's personal growth and breakthroughs would fall under the Heavenly Dao's surveillance and control.
As the fortune dissipated, the Heavenly Dao seemed somewhat enraged.
Ten thousand bolts of divine lightning appeared, seemingly intent on tearing apart the sky. Endless lightning enveloped Ye Wushuang.
"This Heavenly Dao seems rather poor at remembering its lessons." The Ninth Ancestor's expression chilled as he prepared to activate his divine eyes.
The First Ancestor appeared and raised his hand slightly. "Let Wushuang handle it himself."
Ye Wushuang looked toward the sky and snorted coldly. Activating the Supreme Bone within his body, he shrouded this stretch of heaven and earth in supreme divine might and flew straight toward the tribulation clouds.
Everyone was stunned. Rather than retreat, Ye Wushuang actually chose to fight, taking the initiative to meet the lightning tribulation!
Ye Wushuang raised his hand and closed it, condensing a surge of supreme power into an immortal sword.
"Dragons cry through the nine heavens, a sword opens heaven's gates!"
A dazzling sword light tore through the sky, cleaving through the void.
High above, eternal divine lightning trembled, and banks of tribulation clouds were shattered.
Ye Wushuang took a step forward, standing fully amid the tribulation clouds in the sky.
He activated the Myriad Tribulations Indestructible Physique, and the power of the Heavenly Dao's lightning tribulation was actually absorbed by Ye Wushuang, becoming the strength with which he tempered his flesh.
His presence bore down upon the void!
Clad in white surpassing snow, an unparalleled young lord stood alone.
He stood there, looking down upon the vast universe, his presence bearing down on the eight wildernesses as he gazed proudly upon the heavens!
The Heavenly Dao seemed to sense the provocation and drove the lightning tribulation's power even harder, seeking to suppress Ye Wushuang.
"My Dao rests in my own hands alone. Even heaven cannot hold me down."
"Chaos, manifest!"
Sensing Ye Wushuang's will to fight, the Chaos Physique activated on its own. Myriad Daos manifested, empowering Ye Wushuang.
Above the firmament, tribulation clouds gathered, seemingly forming a palm that pressed down upon Ye Wushuang.
"Heaven-Slaying Sword Draw!"
"Sword Reverses Yin and Yang!"
"Sword Severs Samsara!"
Ye Wushuang unleashed the three sword moves of the Sixth Ancestor, Ye Tianjian.
Terrifying Sword Qi converged into a streak of sword light, meeting the descending palm.
With a boom, the palm dispersed, and the Heavenly Dao retreated.
A sword ray that pierced the heavens!