The Heavenly Emperor's son arrived at Yaochi with great fanfare, accompanied by many of the Eight Divine Generals, who released powerful auras, including Immortal Level 3 Slayer Kings and Immortal Level 2 Great Powers.

Upon seeing this, everyone gasped and felt a chill run down their spines.

Because the level of the second and third immortals, when placed in the human race, can be considered a big shot, capable of ruling a great sect for thousands of years. However, such powerful beings are humble and subservient in front of the Heavenly Emperor's son, completely like servants.

Of course, they were indeed servants, descendants of the first generation of the Eight Divine Generals. Their ancestors followed the Immortal Emperor, while they followed the Emperor's son.

Ye Fan had to admit that this was the most handsome man he had ever seen in his life. He was even more handsome than Hua Yunfei, the most handsome man he had ever seen before. He was truly impeccable and almost perfect.

Prince of Heaven!

The offspring of the Primordial Supreme God, the Immortal Emperor!

Although I had heard Cao Ya Dasheng mention that the Heavenly Emperor's son's Dao heart was not strong enough, there was no need to pay too much attention to him.

However, when they actually faced each other head-on, Ye Fan was shocked to discover that the Heavenly Emperor's eyes seemed to contain the evolution of mountains and rivers, the changes of time, and various deductions about ascending to immortality, which were captivating and astonishing.

Ye Fan was astonished. These must be the various precious legacies left to his son by the Undying Emperor; they were priceless treasures.

The Emperor's son was enveloped in a five-colored divine halo, like a son of a god descending to earth; even his hair was crystalline as he walked step by step.

Behind him, a large number of the Eight Divine Generals followed closely.

"Greetings, Son of God!"

Many ancient beings worshipped together, with great devotion and without any pretense.

Countless ancient beings worshipped and venerated this Son of God.

This is the Immortal Emperor's own son, who also appeared at dusk, arriving at the Jade Pool.

Many ancient creatures paid homage, their eyes filled with tears.

Because they had finally met the only bloodline of the supreme god in their hearts.

In fact, the Immortal Emperor had a younger son who was even more valued by him, but he had not yet been born, and it was extremely difficult for others to know about him.

"Hey, isn't this so-and-so's kid? What's wrong? You almost died in the Valley of the Gods, are you scared now? You need a lot of cultivators to protect you when you come out? Tsk tsk, your Dao heart is too fragile, a bit too vulnerable. How will you achieve Dao? I'm really worried about you." Duan De said sarcastically, pretending to be worried, but his expression was actually full of schadenfreude.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor's face instantly darkened.

That great crisis was his biggest nightmare. Lately, he would recall it from time to time during his cultivation, causing his soul to tremble and his mind to fluctuate, making it difficult for him to advance his cultivation.

He knew he was facing the second greatest crisis of his life.

If one does not escape that shadow, one will never attain enlightenment in this lifetime.

The Emperor's son, relying on his status as the descendant of the immortal Emperor, was single-mindedly determined to follow in his father's footsteps, once again ascend to the pinnacle, and rule the entire universe.

Therefore, he hated Cao Ya, the Great Sage of the Human Race, and the Devouring Demon Jar to the bone.

Along with Ye Fan, the Holy Body of the Human Race, as well as Duan De, the Black Emperor, and others, they were all hated by the Heavenly Emperor's son and could now "stand alongside" the Holy Emperor's son.

It should be noted that the Fighting Saint Emperor once overturned the Undying Emperor's dojo. Because of this incident, the Heavenly Emperor's son harbors deep hatred for the Saint Emperor's son and will never give him a friendly look when they meet.

However, instead of challenging the Holy Prince to a duel, he dispatched his eight generals to relentlessly pursue and kill the Holy Prince, keeping him constantly on the run. For months, the Holy Prince fought across the north and south, experiencing countless bloody battles.

Unlike the Heavenly Emperor's son, the Holy Prince wouldn't seek help from anyone who wasn't a powerful being like the Fourth Immortal Saint, who bullied the weak. For example, his own uncle, the Fighting Saint King, was now the Victorious Fighting Buddha of the Western Desert Buddhist Sect, one of the Sixth Immortal Saints, wielding a Buddhist imperial weapon and possessing unparalleled strength. If he were to plead with him, the Eight Divine Generals would never dare to continue pursuing him due to the Victorious Fighting Buddha's influence, but the Holy Prince didn't do so.

Moreover, the Fighting Saint Emperor was the last ancient emperor of the Primordial Era. He once ruled over the boundless universe and had a considerable number of followers. Whenever the Saint Emperor's son spoke, those races would surely lend a helping hand.

However, the Holy Prince remained silent, bearing all the hardships on his own without fear.

The Holy Prince viewed this as a form of training, even though he also disliked the Heavenly Prince quite a bit.

"Woof! The five-colored bird is here! Come in quickly, we're about to have a sumptuous bird feast. How about we include you? Isn't that generous?"

The Black Emperor stopped accepting human pets and rushed out of the Jade Pool to stand with Ye Fan, Duan De, and the Holy Prince.

The Black Emperor stood up, as strong as a bull, with a square head and large ears. His canine teeth were as white as daggers, quite sharp. He stuck out his bright red tongue and spoke in a strange tone, which made the Heavenly Emperor's son's face turn ashen, and the eight generals behind him were even more furious.

"You beasts, you're courting death!" Behind the Emperor's son, an old man roared in fury, his killing intent boundless.

"The Holy Body of the Human Race, you little beast, you actually came too! You finally didn't miss it this time. Let's see where you can run now!" Another old man sneered coldly, his eyes icy.

"Fuck you." Ye Fan gestured with his middle finger.

"You old bastard, die!"

Suddenly, the Holy Prince sprang up, wielding a celestial iron cudgel, its entire body gleaming with golden light, carrying a surging blood energy, and swung the black gold cudgel down.

"How dare you!" The two old men were furious and stepped in front of him to meet the attack on the black gold club.

Pfft!!!

Without any suspense, the black gold cudgel swung down and smashed the two old servants, both at the Immortal Third Stage Dao Severing King Realm, into a bloody pulp, instantly shattering them.

"You were so arrogant when you were chasing me, now it's my turn." The Holy Prince's immortal iron rod trembled in his hand, without being stained with blood, and the pressure made the void shake like a tattered rag.

After months of relentless pursuit, the Holy Prince was burning with rage.

"Brother Monkey, you're decisive in your killing." Ye Fan, Duan De, and the Black Emperor all chuckled, eager to try their luck and kill the Heavenly Emperor's son and his followers.

Unlike others, they didn't have any reservations or respect for the emperor's son.

He's a birdman; if you can kill him, just kill him.

"Holy Prince, what do you mean? Are you going to betray the ancient times and side with the human race?" The Heavenly Prince's black hair flew wildly. He was surrounded by a five-colored divine halo, nine in total, protecting him in the center, signifying the supreme ruler.

"Don't try to intimidate me with such words." The Holy Prince sneered, "The ancient races, though called one region, were actually rife with conflicts between them. In the late ancient era, rivers of blood flowed! In the ancient era that lasted for millions of years, how many grudges and affections, how many love and hate entanglements, could you possibly smooth over? Don't even mention you, even if your father were to be resurrected, he couldn't do it."

"Insolence!" the Emperor's son shouted, his face darkening.

“Your Highness, please be careful with your words and do not mention the one and only supreme deity,” an ancient being spoke.

Although none of the ancient beings present were willing to speak, they held the two in great awe, for this was a contest between ancient princes, and ordinary people were not qualified to intervene.

However, if the Immortal Emperor is involved, the ancient beings will be dissatisfied and will forcefully intervene.

The so-called supreme deity of the ancient times was not just a figure of speech.

Outside the Jade Pool, in a certain void, Cao Ya's eyes flickered, and he transmitted his voice:

"Those ancient ancestral kings are about to make their move."

Jiang Taixu seemed to be deep in thought, and replied:

"It seems we need to reassess the status of the Undying Emperor in the hearts of the ancient races."

Just that one sentence was enough to make many ancient ancestral kings in the shadows unable to sit still and show themselves. This shows how noble and lofty the Undying Emperor was in their hearts.