Astonished gazes converged on the Emperor Wu Di.
The Emperor Wu Di, capable of overwhelming peers in a place like the Emperor World, was naturally extraordinarily terrifying.
The contemporary Emperor Wu Di, after returning from Tianwu Sea, had begun to cultivate in seclusion. No one knew what realm he had reached, but from the aura he had just released, he seed like a Titled Emperor Martial realm expert.
"It seems that the Emperor’s son has already touched that domain."
"Every generation of the Emperor’s son ultimately grows into an unbeatable existence, not without reason."
Even the Stone Emperor and the Netherworld Emperor appeared dumbfounded.
The Emperor Wu Di stood on the void, robe fluttering, long hair waving, adorned by divine rings. He surveyed the martial artists on the continent, his gaze lingering on Ji Xukong and the Emperor Dao for a mont before frowning slightly.
"Why is Xiao Ye not here?"
The voice of Emperor Wu Di wasn’t loud, but it echoed in everyone’s ears clearly.
"Xiao Ye?"
Upon hearing Emperor Wu Di’s words, everyone was montarily stunned.
If not reminded by the Emperor Wu Di, they wouldn’t have thought about Xiao Ye.
Xiao Ye was certainly powerful, even monstrous, possessing the second-fastest cultivation speed in history. However, in today’s Supre Selection Battle, where talents abounded, he didn’t seem particularly dazzling.
The crowd’s attention was drawn to extraordinarily powerful Heavenly Pride, leaving them no thought for Xiao Ye.
At such a grand event, after all, strength was the first standard of conviction.
"Haha, the Emperor’s son is truly arrogant, the first person he seeks here is an obscure figure."
"Could it be that we, who are as strong as Ji Xukong, are not considered your opponents? Or do you simply look down on us?" In response to the Emperor Wu Di’s inquiry, an official was about to answer but was interrupted by the bald youth, Emperor Dao, who soared into the sky and laughed coldly.
He could see, when the Emperor Wu Di ntioned the na Xiao Ye, a war intent erged from him.
Wow!
Witnessing Emperor Dao soar and loudly question Emperor Wu Di, everyone was taken aback.
Though Emperor Dao was strong, his status was incomparable to Emperor Wu Di’s.
Emperor Wu Di, hearing this, glanced at Emperor Dao and Ji Xukong, with divine light flowing in his eyes, then said indifferently: "I have heard of your nas before."
"Though your strength is formidable, you are old, on the verge of losing eligibility for the Supre Selection Battle."
"Not to ntion this Son of the Emperor, even among the Eighteen Heavenly Talents of the Inner Domain, any at your age could defeat you. Your potential is too weak."
"So this Son of the Emperor has never viewed you as opponents. Among peers on the True Spirit Continent, besides the other three Emperor’s sons, my only opponent is... Xiao Ye!" Emperor Wu Di said indifferently, but upon ntioning Xiao Ye, terrifying war intent surged from him, shattering the Heavenly Do.
After returning from Tianwu Sea, although he had been retreating for training, he was still aware of external affairs.
After hearing about Xiao Ye’s powerful rise in the Emperor World, and that he had cultivated the First Level of Dominator Body, tested by the Bone Stone at just twenty-eight years old, these shocking pieces of information had long placed Xiao Ye as a peer-level strongman in his eyes.
Because in Xiao Ye, he sensed potential even more terrifying than his own!
Wow!
The words of Emperor Wu Di once again shocked the martial artists, and many, pondering carefully, felt that Emperor Wu Di’s words made sense.
So what if you have imnse strength?
It is rely accumulated over ti.
If soone else’s potential surpasses yours, by the ti they reach your age, surpassing and defeating you would be simple.
Thinking this way, Xiao Ye indeed seed terrifying.
"You... you!"
Emperor Dao, agitated by Emperor Wu Di’s words, blushed and clutched his fists in indignation. If not for the Titled Emperor Martial expert in the field casting a threatening gaze at him, he might have gone berserk and directly attacked Emperor Wu Di.
"What the Emperor’s son said is not without rit."
"However, the path of the martial artist is arduous, early rapid cultivation is t with nurous late-stage downfalls, so-called potential is just a vague concept. It is not advisable for the Emperor’s son to generalize so."
"If there’s a chance, I would like to seek guidance from this Xiao Ye you speak of," Ji Xukong spoke calmly, a sharp Sword Light flickering in his eyes.
Though his tone seed calm, the underlying challenge made it chilling.
"Yes, I too shall seek guidance!" Emperor Dao snorted coldly.
The Emperor Wu Di briefly glanced at the two, retracted his gaze, descended from the sky, and directly took a position at the forefront of the queue, awaiting the start of the Supre Selection Battle.
As the martial artists and participants discussed fervently, naturally, Xiao Ye beca the topic of their conversation.
Xiao Ye had not yet shown himself, but he was already regarded as an opponent by the contemporary Emperor’s son, Ji Xukong, and Emperor Dao—how he would feel if he knew this was a subject of speculation.
As ti slowly passed and the resounding bells ceased, it marked the impending comncent of the Supre Selection Battle.
However, a Titled Emperor Martial expert responsible for the Supre Selection Battle felt sowhat troubled.
Because Xiao Ye still hadn’t arrived.
Xiao Ye himself might not be frightening, but his backing by Wu Ming was troubling him.
He believed that if he allowed Xiao Ye to miss the Supre Selection Battle, Wu Ming would surely cause trouble for him, and he couldn’t beat Wu Ming. It might not even be helpful to find a Domain Lord, as this guy was overly protective.
The crowd began buzzing with discussion.
Could it be that Xiao Ye intended to forfeit the Supre Selection Battle?
Boom! Boom!
At that mont, a Ten Thousand Feet Golden Light erupted, the sky seemingly birthing another sun, dreadful Blood Qi pervaded the Nine Heavens, forming a Golden Light Road intertwined with golden beams, extending straight onto this continent.
This thod of condensing a Golden Light Road with Blood Qi left people astounded.
And on this Golden Light Road, a young and an old silhouette appeared simultaneously.
Upon seeing the young figure, everyone’s attention turned.
Xiao Ye had arrived.
"Apologies for being late." Xiao Ye erged from the Golden Light Road, landing on the continent, and awkwardly scratched his head.
No choice, this seclusion for cultivation to break into the Emperor Martial realm was incredibly ti-consuming.
But in the next mont, he froze, because the Emperor Wu Di in the crowd was staring at him.
"Xiao Ye, this Son of the Emperor hopes to clash with you in the Supre Selection Battle."
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