“That would be excellent, but…”

Li Ming stared at the Primordial Heavenly King before him, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes. He paused for a moment before continuing:

"However, it is riddled with holes and teetering on the brink of collapse."

The Primordial Divine Dynasty was naturally extremely powerful, no weaker than those ancient holy lands. Its capital, Primordial Divine City, was also incredibly prosperous. Walking on the streets, one could say that martial saints were everywhere, and grandmasters were as common as dogs. Even the most ordinary person had a remarkable foundation in martial arts.

The various buildings, formations, and so on were the most advanced he had ever seen in this world, even unimaginable.

quiet.

When Li Ming uttered those eight words, the entire courtyard fell silent.

The eleventh princess didn't think much of it, but she did think that this incredibly young boy was very bold.

The Seventh Prince frowned, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. There were probably no more than a handful of people in the entire Primordial Divine Dynasty who would dare to say such a thing.

Lin Fan was so frightened that he was completely at a loss. Even though he had experienced a lot in recent days, he was still very nervous in the face of a peerless overlord like the Primordial Heavenly King. Now, seeing Li Ming's rudeness, he couldn't help but worry that the Primordial Heavenly King would get angry.

"Riddled with holes, battered by wind and rain..."

Wang Yuanshi chewed it slightly, his expression unchanged, and nodded with a slight smile:

"Not bad, you do have some discernment."

He reigned over the Primordial Divine Dynasty for a thousand years, destroying a holy land. He seemed invincible, fearless of the major holy lands in the Eastern Region, but in reality, he was already facing numerous crises and had offended far too many people.

In the past, he emerged with unparalleled talent, killing many holy sons and successors of great holy sects. Now, some of those people's fellow disciples, masters, and uncles are still alive.

With the saying "the rabbit dies, the fox grieves," and "if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold," coupled with the instigation of the remnants of the Seven Emotions Holy Land, all the major families and sects of the Desolate Continent were extremely wary of the growth of the Primal Divine Dynasty. They had already secretly united and were causing all sorts of trouble. Many outstanding talents had been divided up early on, and there had been countless open and covert struggles.

Behind these forces are none other than the major holy lands of the Eastern Region, and even forces from the Central Region.

Even someone as powerful as the Primordial Heavenly King was quite helpless in this situation.

Two fists can't beat four hands; no matter how amazing a person is, it's hard to compete with the millions of years of heritage of those holy lands.

"To be honest, I hope you can participate in the Primal Conference a year from now."

Wang Yuanshi spoke slowly, then winked at the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince then explained, "The Primal Assembly is very important to us. Not only will all the major and minor forces from the Desolate Continent come, but geniuses from other great domains may also attend..."

This seemingly old-fashioned young man was actually quite articulate and quickly got to the point.

The information was largely the same as what Li Ming knew.

Its focus is on the Primal Assembly, a once-in-a-century grand event of the Primal Divine Dynasty.

The ten most outstanding geniuses who participate in the Primal Tournament will be granted the qualification to enter the Primal Secret Realm. Legend has it that this is the supreme opportunity for the rise of the Primal Heavenly King, containing the inheritance of many martial gods, secrets of ancient times, and even the inheritance of ancient emperors and supreme beings.

Moreover, some ancient forces will offer benefits that outsiders would never even imagine in exchange for guaranteed admission spots, the kind that allow entry without participating in the conference.

This can be considered a deal between the Primordial Heavenly King and various forces, since only the Primordial Heavenly King can open this secret realm.

He claimed that the event was held once every three hundred years, and that those who entered could not be older than one hundred years old. Therefore, the participants were all geniuses under one hundred years old.

One year from now, the Primal Secret Realm will open, and experts from various sects, holy lands, and aristocratic families will surely come to the Primal Divine City.

"If the people sent by the Primordial Divine Dynasty can win the championship, it will greatly boost morale and bring many benefits."

The seventh prince bowed deeply, his attitude extremely sincere.

Although the Primordial Divine Dynasty has gathered many experts from various sects and independent cultivators, its strength is not bad. After all, in this era where Great Emperors are no longer appearing and Immortals are extinct, the Primordial Heavenly King, while not the strongest in the world, is still among the top three if you exclude those old monsters in the shadows.

Therefore, its strength is greater than some of the more declining holy lands, but it is still much weaker than those immortal holy lands.

"You don't need to worry. Although my Primordial Divine Dynasty can't compare to the three great immortal divine dynasties of the Central Region, it is still protected by ancient formations. Even people from the Holy Land wouldn't dare to act recklessly..."

As he spoke, the Seventh Prince's gaze toward Li Ming became incredibly enthusiastic.

In fact, Huang's sudden emergence did not attract much attention from him at first, since he was only a beginner in the Martial Saint realm.

But he never expected that this wasteland would last only a year or two?

He had already reached the pinnacle of the Celestial Realm, and single-handedly suppressed more than a dozen experts from two major forces, then defeated the Sun Saint and killed a Martial God of the Heaven and Earth Realm.

He is also a descendant of the Azure Emperor, and can also be connected with the Primordial Divine Dynasty, which can be described as a pillow being delivered when one is dozing off.

"good……"

Li Ming didn't ask any further questions and readily agreed.

There were definitely some secrets that weren't revealed, but he didn't care too much about them.

After all, there's still a year left, enough time for him to continue improving his skills.

Whether it's finding a way to harvest life energy, comprehending the Emperor's Scripture, or the mysteries of the Supreme Bone, there are countless ways to improve one's strength.

After giving some instructions, the Primordial Heavenly King did not linger and left directly. Although he seemed like a boring, handsome, and leisurely middle-aged man, he actually had a lot to deal with. Although the thousand-year-old crown prince could make many decisions, with the arrival of a great era, as the ruler of a country and the pillar of the Primordial Divine Dynasty, there were some things that he still needed to handle personally.

...

The moonlight was cool as water, the stars twinkled, and the night breeze could not dispel the restlessness in people's hearts.

As night fell, the entire primitive divine city was brightly lit, and there were quite a few people coming and going on the streets. There was no curfew in a city of this size. Many places were equipped with formations and law enforcement officers. However, as the night deepened, there were far fewer pedestrians. Except for certain special places, most people had fallen asleep.

Lin Fan slowly closed the courtyard gate, saw the talkative princess off, and then turned back.

Too many things happened today, and they were too explosive for him to process all at once. But he didn't want to disturb Li Ming's meditation, so he found a small house by himself and went to rest quietly. His tense mind finally calmed down.

In the small courtyard.

Li Ming sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and everything became quiet.

It's time to process some of the gains from before.

Within the inner world.

Beside the corpse of the Golden-Winged Roc, Peng Tianyu stood trembling. He still couldn't understand how he had ended up like this after just coming to the Eastern Region.

He could sense the fearless belief that was ingrained in Li Ming's bones.

The other party must have had a strong desire to kill him at the time, but why did they let him go? Was it because they were afraid of the strong members of his clan?

For a moment, he missed the elders of his clan terribly and hoped that his elder brother and father would appear to save him...

"It's time to deal with you."

Li Ming's voice suddenly rang out.

Peng Tianyu was contemplating his situation and future when he suddenly saw Li Ming's figure. He was startled, but even though he knew that Li Ming was far stronger than him, he was still somewhat unconvinced.

He was born wild and unruly, and was almost about to curse, but remembering how easily he had been captured that day and that he was now a prisoner, he suppressed his hatred and did not utter a curse.

"What...what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to kill you."

Li Ming spoke slowly, his expression unchanged, completely ignoring the other party's terrified look.