It was said that the incident enraged many ancient human forces. They mobilized troops against the Myriad Dragons Grotto, even drawing out an extremely ancient foundation.
Emperor Weapons clashed across the skies, and the conflict finally ended with the heavy wounding of the Myriad Dragons Grotto. In this great struggle of the era, the situation was unpredictable and treacherous. Even a prodigy with the hope of becoming Emperor would achieve nothing if he failed to live until the end.
Time flew by. Five years passed.
The Ye Clan ancestors, together with many human forces, attacked the Myriad Dragons Grotto. Even the Ye Clan's Emperor Weapon was deployed. In the end, they only managed to heavily wound the Myriad Dragons Grotto.
Su Chen was not surprised by this outcome. Not only had ancient existences of the demon race protected the Grotto with their lives, but there were also signs of ancient Emperors within the Myriad Dragons Grotto.
The current Great Emperor's lifespan was nearing its end, and turmoil would surely erupt afterward. At such a time, internal conflict among the top combat powers would only weaken the strength of the myriad races across the starry skies. Once chaos broke out, the casualties would be devastating.
However, Su Chen still remembered this grudge!
In those five years, Su Chen had refined only a small portion of the medicinal power within his body. The amount Ye Liuli had force-fed him was simply too much. At this moment, his body was crystalline and flawless, ethereal like an immortal, and emitted a faint fragrance. He was practically a walking divine medicine. Above the Ye Clan, thunderclouds gathered, transforming into weapons that swept across the entire clan.
"Someone in my Ye Clan is undergoing tribulation to become a Saint!"
The Ye Clan was shaken!
Many eyes turned toward the direction of the tribulation, filled with shock. The tribulation was coming from the exact location where the Ye Clan's Emperor Son was in seclusion!
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"The Emperor Son… has only cultivated for less than thirty years, right?"
Becoming a Saint after thirty years of cultivation—such talent was terrifying beyond measure throughout history, bordering on taboo. Becoming Emperor in the future was only a matter of time.
This terrifying talent made the Ye Clan hate the Myriad Dragons Grotto even more. They had come so close to having their future hope strangled in the cradle, and the dream of establishing a second-generation Great Emperor orthodoxy would have been shattered. Such hatred should have led to an endless blood feud.
However, the current Great Emperor had not yet passed away and still held lingering might that suppressed the starry skies. Many orthodoxies did not dare act recklessly. No one wanted to provoke a Great Emperor in his later years and invite a reckoning.
One Ye Clan ancestor spoke in a low, furious voice, "When the current Great Emperor passes away, that will be the day the Ye Clan settles accounts with the Myriad Dragons Grotto!"
A reckoning did not only occur during Dark Turmoil. With such a deep grudge, if the Ye Clan did not destroy the Myriad Dragons Grotto, they would forever be nailed to the pillar of shame. Even if ancient Emperor figures lurked behind the Grotto, nothing could stop the Ye Clan's determination for revenge!
Su Chen faced the Saint Tribulation. Before the terrifying thunder weapons formed from all directions, he simply extended one hand and suppressed all the auras. Facing the converging lightning, he shattered it with a single punch.
The divine light of the Flying Immortal Dao Body enveloped ten thousand miles. His speed, combined with his killing methods, allowed him to slay Saint Kings the moment he entered the Saint realm. It was terrifying beyond measure!
Becoming a Saint was this simple!
The older generation took it in stride, but when the younger generation of the Ye Clan witnessed this scene, their Dao hearts nearly collapsed. Then they remembered that the person undergoing the tribulation was their own Emperor Son.
Oh, never mind then.
The stronger their Emperor Son became, the greater the benefits for them.
The ancient monsters sealed within the Ye Clan, who had been preparing to contend for the Emperor Path, saw Su Chen's tribulation and could only smile bitterly… With such a monster around, how were they supposed to compete? With what? Becoming a Saint in less than thirty years— even if they smashed their heads trying, they still wouldn't be able to catch up!
Several more monstrous geniuses joined Su Chen's following. The Ye Clan's Emperor Son had become a Saint… and was about to embark on the Emperor Path!
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