Eternal Holy Emperor

Chapter 1820 - 1636: Young Supreme Round Table Conference (Part 2)

"Saintly Heaven!"

Hu Xue’s gaze fell upon a divinely handsome man opposite him, it was indeed Saintly Heaven. He once had some private dealings with Ye Chen in the Heavenly Burial Domain, though not deeply.

Saintly Heaven’s expression was silent. He was one of the Young Supremes who had battled the Primordial Emperor’s Son head-on. That battle before the gates of the Primordial Emperor Clan inspired a sense of fear within him.

This was the second time since his encounter with the Combat Saint King. In this battle, even his steed, the one-horned horse, was slain by the Primordial Emperor’s Son, shattered completely, leaving him profoundly affected.

"Pack of tigers devouring a dragon."

After a while, he lightly uttered these words, astonishing the other Young Supremes.

In the end, is this the only way?

"Indeed, a pack of tigers devouring a dragon, only through encirclement can we defeat the Primordial Emperor’s Son." On the other side, a man bathed in radiant beams spoke up, attracting much attention as every inch of his body seemed suffused with glowing brilliance, even his hair flowing with resplendent rays.

The Sun King, the senior disciple under the Sun God, inherited the Sun God’s mantle, almost identically, all very powerful.

Two Young Supremes spoke in such a way, both of whom had participated in the battle against the Primordial Emperor’s Son, witnessing firsthand the terrifying combat power of the Primordial Emperor’s Son, thus having the most authority here.

"No, I don’t agree, this is too dishonorable, damaging the dignity of us Young Supremes."

Yet, the Young Supremes who hadn’t participated in the battle disagreed. Those who could become Young Supremes were all genuinely unparalleled heavenly talents of their generation, each with their own sense of pride. Who would willingly band together as a group of fifteen Young Supremes to besiege an Emperor’s Son?

"Heh, we don’t want to either, but facing the Primordial Emperor’s Son, no one present is his match. Even five people combined are not enough, seven people combined are not enough. Does anyone here believe they can face him alone?" The Sun King chuckled, tinged with a self-deprecating bitter smile.

As Young Supremes, pride and dignity are inherent. In battles against their generation, everyone believes themselves invincible. Yet facing the invincible Primordial Emperor’s Son, even someone like the Sun King must begrudgingly admit defeat.

Upon hearing this, all Young Supremes at the round table meeting couldn’t help but fall silent.

Indeed, even if we were five combined, we wouldn’t be a match, outright defeated. Seven combined also wouldn’t be a match, outright defeated while one among us was slain.

This all only proves the Primordial Emperor’s Son’s combat power is even more frightening than imagined.

The so-called Young Supremes are merely a measurement for the Primordial Emperor’s Son’s combat power.

It seems bleak, but it is reality.

Now Saintly Heaven and the Sun King thought back, in front of the Primordial Emperor Clan’s gates, they weren’t slain, likely just because the Primordial Emperor’s Son intended to rescue the other three Emperor Clan Young Supremes from the outer domain and didn’t want to waste time killing.

Otherwise, don’t you see how even the seven young supremes from the ancient roads combined still got crushed, even with larger numbers one was slain?

"Emperor’s Son Heavenly Talent, is it really that terrifying?" a Young Supreme who hadn’t participated in the battle asked.

"Yes, the Emperor’s Son is truly terrifying, beyond imagination terrifying." Another Young Supreme who had participated in the battle spoke, "In the arena, not only is no one his match, but I fear no one can endure beyond ten rounds."

"So, can fifteen united really deal with the Primordial Emperor’s Son?" Hu Xue also spoke.

Yet, for some reason, the atmosphere at the scene was suffocatingly silent.

No one answered, because no one felt that fifteen Young Supremes could possibly kill the Primordial Emperor’s Son.

Because the Primordial Emperor’s Son was too powerful, crushing seven Young Supremes and still killing one. Everything proves the invincible might of such an Emperor’s Son, beyond ordinary description.

So powerful that even their united fifteen dare not believe, that even now almost everyone’s Dao Heart has momentarily wavered.

"Not impossible, there’s a chance." The Sun King spoke, his divine light dazzling, capturing attention. He continued, "Although the Primordial Emperor’s Son is incredibly powerful, he remains just a person, not truly the Supreme Emperor. This Emperor’s Son’s power is due partly to his unrivaled Emperor Bloodline Power, peerless, possessing unparalleled potential, capable of enduring battles indefinitely. Plus this potential, Innate started from Demigod Realm at the Ten-layered Heaven Level, cultivated to present Great Power Realm, every Great Realm is Tenth Layer Heaven Perfection flawless. Whereas we are not like this, for most of us it’s Saintly Treasure that’s the tenth layer heaven, hence lacking two Tenth Layer Heaven, innately insufficient, leading to being not a match in same tier battle."

"Moreover, his realm is higher than ours by several levels, various reasons adding up, making us fundamentally not his match. But fifteen Young Supremes together absolutely have the chance, no, definitely can suppress him."

His analysis convinced all the Young Supremes present at the round table meeting.

Indeed such an Emperor’s Son Heavenly Talent starts innately with each Great Realm at Tenth Layer Heaven Perfection, also possesses the strongest Emperor Bloodline Power, innately invincible, leading to surpassing those Young Supremes by so much.

Whether it’s Saintly Heaven or the Sun King, both participated in the firsthand battle, can confirm the Primordial Emperor’s Son’s cultivation realm exceeds theirs by such levels, one of the reasons for his supreme invincibility.

"Is this the true Emperor’s Son then? Truly invincible." Hu Xue sighed gently, then suddenly asked, "If we fail this time, who else can match him?"

As those words fell, the scene directly fell silent.

Yes indeed, if they fail this time, who else can contend with the Primordial Emperor’s Son? Wouldn’t it mean all the young talents from the ultimate ancient road would be driven out?

If indeed failed, all ancient road talents would have no face to linger at the Pill Emperor Star, wouldn’t it be just as the Primordial Emperor Clan intended?

No one answered, nor did anyone know.

They hoped they could say, if the nine ancient road overlords were here, the outcome would certainly be different.

Such ancient road overlords, even faced with ancient monarchs, could escape entirely, Primordial Emperor’s Son being mighty strong, having terrifying potential, but not yet Great Power Peak, naturally not opponents for those ancient road overlords.

Yet the nine ancient road overlords are merely rumors, no definitive return confirmed, nor any news confirming their return.

Other ancient universe Emperor’s Sons are suspected on the exclusive ancient road of the Supreme Bloodline.

Rumors remain just that, unverifiable.

Thus no one could answer.

The Primordial Emperor’s Son was like an insurmountable ancient divine mountain, heavy on everyone’s heart, leaving all Young Supremes at the scene feeling deeply burdened, unable to answer this question.

After a long silence, the Sun King suddenly remembered a person, slowly spoke, "No, we shouldn’t despair, even if we fail, there’s still another, won’t definitely lead to failure."

"Who?"

"Combat Saint King!"

As the Sun King slowly spoke, upon hearing this name, the round table meeting, everyone almost instantly jolted, as if struck by lightning, yet their eyes burst forth with the most brilliant radiance.