Behind it, two purple-gold divine rings shimmered, each ring powerful enough to crush the heavens.
He held a spear in his hand, had wings on his back, and his eyes were cold and sharp.
"Welcome to the world of Emperor Star!"
The powerful members of the Xu family imperial lineage from each of the tombs spoke up to congratulate Emperor Star.
"Is it already... ten thousand years later?"
Xu Xingchen looked around and saw that each grave was filled with blood relatives, and a strong sense of sorrow washed over her.
He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and immersed himself in his memories.
"Emperor Star, ten thousand years have passed, the rules of heaven and earth have changed drastically, and Emperor Ming has long since passed away."
An ancient being sighed, his tone tinged with melancholy.
Xu Xingchen ignored him, still reminiscing about the past. A gentle smile appeared on his handsome and dashing face, making him look exceptionally young.
The Xu family members looked at Xu Xingchen in surprise and doubt, wondering why he suddenly smiled.
Unbeknownst to them, Xu Xingchen was going through the most painful and difficult period of her life.
This was an incredibly difficult period, and his memory is completely blank.
"Father, I have finally witnessed the arrival of this great era. I will surely follow in your footsteps!"
Xu Xingchen murmured something, then opened her eyes again, her gaze shining with dazzling starlight.
Xu Xiwang's gaze also focused on Xu Xingchen, his dark eyes flashing with a complex light.
What is this man's constitution?
The bloodline of Emperor Ming's own children is incredibly strong; it is likely the crystallization of Emperor Ming's great fortune, and its potential is limitless.
Just then, a cold voice rang out, pulling him back to reality: "So it was you who challenged this imperial prince for the source of the imperial bloodline?"
Xu Xingchen strode forward, his cold eyes fixed on Xu Xiwang, like a small sun that made people afraid to look directly at him.
With each step he took, the void trembled, as if unable to withstand Xu Xingchen's terrifying aura.
Xu Xiwang stood up straight, exuding an overwhelming aura, confronting Xu Xingchen head-on.
"So what if it's me?"
Xu Xiwang said arrogantly, with an air of looking down on the world, showing no sign of backing down.
"You want to fight me?"
Xu Xingchen narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them.
Xu Xiwang nodded: "Of course, the Imperial Lineage belongs to the Xu family, and I am also a descendant of the Xu family. With the consent of the Imperial Lineage elders, why can't I compete for it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of incomparably blazing divine light suddenly erupted from Xu Xingchen's body.
The divine light surged like a tidal wave, rolling and churning, causing the clouds at the top of the sky to shatter and reveal a patch of starry sky.
In the starry sky, a dazzling full moon hangs, casting a shimmering silver glow.
An ancient palace stood there, cast entirely from purple gold, radiating a dazzling divine light, like a purple-gold sun.
Xu Xiwang looked up and his pupils suddenly contracted.
"You are also a member of the Xu family. I can sense that you are very strong. You carry my father's aura. Did you enter my father's tomb and receive his legacy?"
Xu Xingchen asked, a murderous intent surging deep within his eyes.
"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?" Xu Xiwang frowned, looking ready to fight at any moment.
"Hand over the inheritance!" Xu Xingchen said coldly, his killing intent palpable.
"Why should I!"
Xu Xiwang roared, his eyes flashing with two dazzling beams of light, making him appear even more heroic and extraordinary.
Xu Xingchen's face darkened, and strands of purple-gold divine light surged from his body like a vast ocean, surging and powerful. He sneered and said, "On what grounds? On the grounds that you are no match for me, on the grounds that are my father's legacy, on the grounds that I am the sole heir here!"
His aura grew stronger and stronger, and the divine light on his body became brighter and brighter, with strands of divine light breaking through the heavens and the earth.
He held his spear horizontally, the tip pointing at Xu Xiwang.
"I never need to explain what I say!"
His aura was even stronger, as deep and unfathomable as a hell, as if a god had descended, causing Xu Xiwang's imposing presence to vanish instantly.
Xu Xiwang's lips twitched, and a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.
He could clearly sense that this kid's cultivation level was much higher than his own.
Xu Xingchen was born with a strength of at least the fifth level of the Saint Realm, which further demonstrates the power of his bloodline. He absorbed the essence of countless imperial bloodlines and was a peerless imperial prince who had been nurtured for ten thousand years by the creation of heaven. He was no ordinary person.
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