Chapter 2068: Wanshi’s Grandson (1/2)

“I’ve got a word that Huang Xiaolong has been in seclusion inside the Complete Heaven Palace for the last few decades.” The Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s Old Ancestor Shi Ming stated in a serious tone, “With Huang Xiaolong’s terrifying potential and cultivation speed, I’m afraid he has already advanced to early Tenth Order Emperor Realm!”

“So true, there are only eighteen years left until the Darkness Golden Fruit and Blood of Darkness ripen By that time, Huang Xiaolong probably would have broken through to the peak mid-Tenth Order, maybe even late-Tenth Order Emperor Realm!” Buddhist Ancestor Shi Zhen said with a sullen face. “Huang Xiaolong could kill a First Order Sovereign when he was an Eighth Order Emperor with his heaven-defying prowess. If Huang Xiaolong really broke through to late-Tenth Order Emperor Realm, I’m afraid that even a late-Third Order Sovereign, facing him, won’t be safe!”

Old Monster Lun Zhuan felt the words profoundly and agreed, “At that time, there is hardly anyone who can suppress Huang Xiaolong. People like Qin Fan and Yang Gang probably won’t be able to take one hit from him!”

Qin Fan and Yang Gang looked awkward, being mentioned. But they understood that Old Monster Lun Zhuan was stating a fact. Both of them had battled Huang Xiaolong. Thus they had experienced first-hand how terrifying Huang Xiaolong was.

Heavenly Emperor Di Jun sat at the end of the row and kept silent.

The young man seated opposite Di Jun laughed nonchalantly and interjected, “Is Huang Xiaolong really that terrifying? I’m really interested in exchanging some moves with him and have a little fun.”

This young man was born with thick, sword-shaped brows and spirited eyes. He was enshrouded by a mesmerizing prism of lights. He was at the pinnacle of peak late-Tenth Order Emperor. He was the only Emperor Realm cultivator in the hall, all others present were all Sovereign experts.

Yet, this young man was calm and composed while facing so many Sovereign Realm experts.

“Hehe, although that Huang Xiaolong’s battle prowess is amazing, he cannot be counted as something compared with good nephew Wan Zhuo.” The King of Shadows chuckled in a fawning manner as he added, “Who isn’t aware of Nephew Wan Zhuo’s outstanding talent in the myriad worlds?”

This young man was none other than Wan Yue’s son, Wan Zhuoyuan!

Lord Wan Shi’s grandson!

It was said that Wan Zhuoyuan’s cultivation talent was many times higher than Lord Wan Shi himself. From the time Wan Zhuoyuan was born, he had already reached the pinnacle of peak late-Tenth Order Emperor Realm in less than ten thousand years of cultivation. One could imagine Wan Zhuoyuan’s amazing talent.

However, no one knew how monstrous Wan Zhuoyuan’s talent was exactly.

Some days back, Wan Zhuoyuan had suppressed his cultivation down to mid-Third Order Emperor Realm and fought with Di Jing. Di Jing couldn’t even take one move from Wan Zhuoyuan.

Wan Zhuoyuan smiled silently, receiving the King of Shadows’ flattery, “When the Darkness Gold Fruit and Blood of Darkness ripes, leave that Huang Xiaolong to me. I want to capture him personally. I want to show everyone in the myriad worlds who really is the number one genius of the younger generation!”

Old Monster Lun Zhuan, Old Crow Ancestor, Shi Ming, King of Shadows, and Buddhist Ancestor Shi Zhen exchanged a doubtful look. Although it was rumored that Wan Zhuoyuan’s talent was heaven-defying, it still remained a rumor. On the other hand, it was a fact that Huang Xiaolong possessed three king of supreme godheads and three archdevils’ bloodline.

Was this Wan Zhuoyuan strong enough to be Huang Xiaolong’s opponent?

The fleeting doubt in Old Monster Lun Zhuan, Old Crow Ancestor, and the others’ eyes did not escape Wan Zhouyuan’s eyes. Wan Zhouyuan glanced at his father, Wan Yue, and saw Wan Yue lightly nodding his head. Then, Wan Zhouyuan stood up from his seat and released his aura, startling the heavens and shaking the entire City of All-Heavens.

Whether it was Shi Ming, King of Shadows, or the Scorpion Clan’s Old Ancestor Chen Fushan, none of them could conceal the shock in their hearts.

“This!” Qin Fan, Yang Gang, and Di Jun actually felt suffocated under the overwhelming pressure from Wan Zhouyuan. Low-level Sovereign Realm experts like them actually felt that there was an enormous chaos mountain pressing down on their chests, rendering them immobile.

Qin Fan, Yang Gang, and Heavenly Emperor Di Jun were astounded. They could not move at all. If they were in a battle, they were no different than a fish on a chopping board.

Seeing the shock on Old Monster Lun Zhuan, Old Crow Ancestor, and the others’ faces, Wan Yue finally spoke, “Frankly, even I and my father are continuously astonished by this kid Zhouyuan’s talent. My father once said that this kid would still be able to step into high-level Sovereign Realm with his own efforts even without any mid-rank origin treasures!”