Chapter 255
A terrifying aura spread like an ocean, enveloping the entire sky and earth.
As everyone withstood this overwhelming pressure, a sense of reverence rose within them, as if mere mortals were facing a deity.
âHeâs merely spouting impulsive words!â Ye Changheâs voice was icy, filled with killing intent. In truth, he had been closely watching the events in the ancient city.
From the beginning of the battle between Yan Ruyu and Ye Qing to its end, Ye Changhe knew everything. However, he couldnât interveneâsuch conflicts between prodigies were beyond the involvement of the older generation.
Any intervention would provoke an all-out war between both sides. Currently, the Ye Family was not ready to confront the Primordial Holy Land.
Moreover, his intervention would only give the Primordial Holy Land an excuse to act. Thus, all Ye Changhe could do was watch Ye Qing meet his end. But seeing a Great Saint of the Ye Family slain by Mu Jianxue was something he could not tolerate.
It wasnât that the fallen Great Saint was irreplaceable, but rather that Mu Jianxueâs actions provided him with an opportunity.
If he had intervened at Ye Qingâs fall, it would have escalated to a full-scale war with the Primordial Holy Land, leaving the Ye Family to face not just the Holy Land but its entire alliance.
The human raceâs other allied forces would likely refrain from involvement, given that the fault initially lay with them.
Besides, these forces were not foolish; the loss was not theirs, so there was no reason to risk their own resources for the death of someone elseâs Holy Son. This rationale bound Ye Changheâs hands, preventing him from taking action.
However, Mu Jianxue killing the Great Saint changed things. Her words may have been provocative, but they provided him with a foothold to pressure the Primordial Holy Land.
At the very least, he could use this to suppress them further. Another point weighed on him as wellâif he didnât take action now, the Ye Family would lose its standing in the human alliance, where its authority already lagged behind that of the Primordial Holy Land.
To remain passive while being trampled would make it even harder to command the human race in the future.
âImpulsive words?â Mu Jianxueâs eyes narrowed, brimming with killing intent. âWe donât see it that way! Anyone who dares to threaten the Primordial Holy Land has but one fateâdeath!â
As the word âdeathâ left her lips, her killing intent surged like a tidal wave, creating an oppressive aura that suffocated everyone around. It was as if the Lord of the Underworld was demanding their lives, leaving them shivering with fear.
No one doubted Mu Jianxueâs words, as those who dared to question or mistrust her were already languishing in hell.
Upon hearing her words, Ye Changheâs heart filled with anger. However, given the current power structure within the family, he couldnât yet confront the Primordial Holy Land directly.
Should they confront each other now, the Ye Family stood no chance of winning, especially since the other allied forces of the human race would likely not offer any true assistance. This reluctance would mean the total destruction of the Ye Family.
After deliberating for a long time, Ye Changhe spoke in a deep voice, âI will remember todayâs events! Sooner or later, the Ye Family will seek justice!â
Ye Changhe was now seriously contemplating awakening the familyâs ancient patriarch, who had resided in the forbidden zone, to obliterate the Primordial Holy Land.
After voicing his thoughts, his face darkened as he coldly declared, âI remember the promise between you and Ye Tian. After the battle with Ye Qing, the Holy Son of Primordial was to face Ye Tian in a duel. I assume the Primordial Holy Land will not interfere in such a clash between prodigies?â
Although this situation had caused significant losses, Ye Changhe was somewhat comforted by the prospect of Ye Tian facing Jiang Chen, confident that Ye Tian had a high chance of defeating him.
Nevertheless, to prevent any unexpected interference, he aimed to ensure the Primordial Holy Land would not intervene in the upcoming duel. With no powerful figures to disrupt their fight, the odds of Ye Tianâs victory were high.
âOf course,â Mu Jianxue replied calmly, her tone unwavering and resolute.
âThatâs ideal!â Ye Changheâs face was grim as he tore through the void to personally descend upon the ancient city, ensuring Mu Jianxue would not interfere.
Witnessing the tense standoff, the surrounding factions looked on with fervent anticipation. The ancient imperial clans, in particular, relished the prospect of human internal strife, as their own internal conflicts had once led to the destruction of three major ancient clans, inflicting devastating losses.
Now, with the human raceâs two great immortal forces on the brink of war, they couldnât be more pleased.
âYe Tian remains the former God Son of the Ye Family. Although he may not rival the Holy Son of Primordial in talent, his cultivation level and combat strength should be formidable.â
âAs a Saint King in the ninth stage, he could hold his own against a Great Saint, putting the Holy Son of Primordial in considerable danger today,â Jin Changhe muttered coldly. âIt would be best if he could kill him!â
The Holy Son of Primordial was overwhelmingly powerful, stifling the other prodigies with his sheer presence. Even the vast ancient clans struggled to find anyone who could measure up to him; not even Huang Qingtian was qualified.
Thus, some from the ancient clans and a few human factions silently hoped for Jiang Chenâs demise. Only a few wished for him to survive.
âIf Ye Tian canât kill the Holy Son of Primordial even with such an advantage, it only proves heâs an ordinary prodigy unworthy of the title. On the other hand, Jiang Chen would become even more fearsome,â the Vermillion Bird Goddess remarked solemnly.
By all logic, Ye Tian was expected to win. With overwhelming advantages in every respect, Jiang Chen should have no chance of victoryâthe gap between their realms was too vast.
If Ye Tian loses, it would only prove heâs undeserving of the title of a true prodigy. Another interpretation could be that the Holy Son of Primordial is so monstrously talented that they canât fathom his limits.
âI wouldnât be so sure,â Bai Chen interjected with a meaningful tone. âThe Holy Son of Primordial is well aware of the disparity between them, yet he agreed to this fight, suggesting he has his own source of confidence. Moreover, he has an Emperor Weapon to protect him!â
At Bai Chenâs reminder, the crowd suddenly recalled that the Holy Son of Primordial indeed possessed an Emperor Weapon for protection.
The power of an Emperor Weapon is far beyond what a Saint King can withstand. Moreover, the Emperor Weapon that the Holy Son of Primordial possesses is not ordinary; killing him would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
The crowd quickly came to this realization. Ye Changheâs eyes flashed as he calmly remarked, âThe Holy Son of Primordial is renowned as the greatest prodigy of all time. Surely, he wouldnât use his Emperor Weaponâit would only tarnish his reputation!â
He knew he couldnât allow Jiang Chen to carry his Emperor Weapon into the fight. If he did, Ye Tian would have no chance at all. Recognizing this, Ye Tian said coldly, âIn our duel, neither of us shall bring an Emperor Weapon!â
The difference between fighting with an Emperor Weapon and without one was vast. As one of the strongest foundations, the threat posed by an Emperor Weapon was unimaginable.
If Jiang Chen used his Emperor Weapon, even a prodigy like Ye Tian would be hard-pressed to stand against him. Understanding this, Ye Tian had to ensure that Jiang Chen would be unable to wield his Emperor Weapon.
âWhy shouldnât I use it?â Jiang Chenâs voice rang out slowly. âItâs not my fault you lack an Emperor Weapon. If youâre so concerned, feel free to have the Ye Family bring out an Emperor Weapon!â
It was already unfair for him to be forced into a battle with someone of a higher realm, yet they still wanted to restrict him from using his weapon? Ridiculous. Even without the Emperor Weapon, Jiang Chen could easily defeat his opponent, but that didnât mean he would comply with their every demand.