The Samsara-level supreme powerhouse with black-and-white hair made this evaluation, also viewing the Three Immortal Maidens as potential Dao companions for his clan's Imperial Son, considering them the best choice.
He was very confident, filled with arrogance, because the Imperial Son Young Ancestor was the supreme offspring of the mythical Emperors and Sovereigns, inheriting the most powerful bloodline power. In the future, he would inevitably stride towards the pinnacle of glory, capable of achieving the Emperor Dao domain, standing alongside his forefathers in the same supreme domain.
Such a choice, no one in the world should be able to refuse.
He believed the Three Immortal Maidens could not resist this temptation and would make the correct choice.
Everyone in the Central Heavenly Palace changed expression. The Three Immortal Maidens all darkened their faces but did not speak out. At this moment, it was time for the man, Ye Chen, to step forward.
Ye Chen's face directly darkened. Daring to covet the Three Immortal Maidens was a more severe consequence than directly offending him; it was an inviolable taboo.
Regardless of whether it was that Imperial Son's idea or not, he would not forgive.
Boom—
Upon the Divine Throne, Ye Chen did not utter a word, his expression gloomy, but from his body, he slowly released an unparalleled, great terror-like pressure, as if wanting to shatter the heavens and annihilate everything.
Within the Central Heavenly Palace, everything became heavy and still, as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth splitting, the void shattering.
Ye Chen sat upright on the Divine Throne, his intangible imposing aura restraining everything in the Central Heavenly Palace, like a slumbering Primordial Times War God now awakening.
The supreme powerhouse with black-and-white hair directly changed expression drastically, unable to believe all this.
He could feel that everything here was restrained. Powerful as he was, a Samsara-level supreme powerhouse who should be invincible under heaven, he also could not move.
The intangible pressure released from the other party crushed and shattered everything. It also seemed as if there were countless intangible bindings imposed upon his body, rendering him immobile, more like having a million mountains pressing down on him.
All the bones and tendons in his body creaked and groaned, flesh tearing, appearing with one fearsome blood mark after another, as if about to be crushed to dust, unable to withstand all this.
Impossible, how could Qian's pressure be so terrifying!?
Hum—
That letter circulated with immortal radiant splendor, autonomously releasing several strands of world-suppressing pressure, forming a protective barrier that blocked Ye Chen's world-suppressing pressure, allowing the black-and-white-haired supreme powerhouse to breathe a sigh of relief, yet also feeling horror.
But he also shouted loudly, reprimanding Ye Chen: "Qian, you dare be disrespectful to me? Do you know who I am, who I represent? Do you want to oppose my clan?"
He invoked his powerful backing clan. Without needing to guess, it was certainly the clan of Emperors and Sovereigns. On the Ancient Emperor Continent, they were very mysterious, transcendent above the thirty-six empires, seventy-two Ancient Kingdoms, and even the three great races, lofty and aloof, looking down upon everything in the world.
No one could oppose the clan of Emperors and Sovereigns. The black-and-white supreme powerhouse firmly believed Ye Chen would not dare; this was an unchanging law since time immemorial.
Because the imperial clan was the sky of the Ancient Emperor Realm!
Ye Chen looked down from the Divine Throne at the supreme powerhouse representing the clan of Emperors and Sovereigns, not uttering a word, but directly made a move. A single hand covered the heavens, enveloping the void within the Central Heavenly Palace; everything was restrained.
"Qian, are you truly so bold as to want to start a war with my imperial clan?"
The black-and-white-haired supreme powerhouse shouted, threatening Ye Chen, and used the letter to resist, because he knew relying on himself alone he was absolutely no match for Ye Chen. This young man possessed a peerless, invincible imposing aura beyond imagination.
"Daring to covet my wives is challenging me. What of the imperial clan?"
Ye Chen snorted coldly, filled with world-dominating arrogance. His large hand pressed down, suppressing forward.
Boom—
On that letter, several strands of Great Power-level ancient might bloomed, instantly seeming to shatter the heavens, affecting everything. The entire ancient Imperial City was enveloped by this pressure.
Winds and clouds changed color, the firmament cracked, and the heavenly stars above the Nine Heavens seemed to tremble.
Countless people in the city watched intently. What exactly happened in the Central Heavenly Palace to release such overwhelmingly powerful pressure?
"Qian, you seek death! Daring to start a war with my imperial clan, you are destined to be suppressed and slain!" The black-and-white-haired supreme powerhouse shouted, his voice like rolling thunder, shaking the entire Imperial City.
Countless people were greatly shocked. It was actually the legendary supreme imperial clan causing trouble for Qian, and did Qian dare to resist the imperial clan?
Although Qian now held the title of the Ancient Emperor Continent's number one powerhouse, the world felt this was merely the number one on the surface.
Moreover, the imperial clan was world-dominating. In the past, there had been great terrors. Even in the most glorious and prosperous era of the gods, no one could shake the imperial clan's unparalleled dominant position, which spoke volumes.
Although the imperial clan had not appeared for ages, lurking in the shadows, no one doubted the imperial clan's might. Was Qian truly going to resist the imperial clan to the end?
Qian's voice also spread out, calm yet containing a towering fury that everyone could hear: "What of the imperial clan? Daring to covet my wives means a fight to the death with me. Even if the Imperial Son himself came, I would slay him!"
His voice shook the world, spreading to the six directions and eight wildernesses, carrying a supreme imposing aura. Moreover, from the Central Heavenly Palace, an unprecedented great terror-like pressure was released, surpassing imagination, shaking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"Qian, you dare—"
From inside came the terrified shout of that imperial clan supreme powerhouse.
Boom—
The next moment, a miserable, brilliant bloody light suddenly erupted there, exploding, dyeing the firmament crimson. A seven-colored divine radiance flashed, swiftly wrapping around a Primordial Spirit phantom as it shot out of the Central Heavenly Palace, rushing towards the distance.
It was that letter, flowing with seven-colored divine radiance, with Dao marks and divine might interweaving, enveloping a Primordial Spirit child, rushing into the distance.
"Stay."
The voice was like thunder yet majestic, irresistible. Moreover, a heaven-covering large hand stretched out from the Central Heavenly Palace, swiftly covering the entire firmament, grabbing that letter and that Primordial Spirit child, pulling them back into the Central Heavenly Palace.
The whole world was shaken. This was Qian's invincible imposing aura.
Even an imperial clan powerhouse coming was useless, directly grabbed back.
On the other hand, the world was also shocked that the imperial clan dared to set their sights on the Three Immortal Maidens. The world understood the Immortal Maidens' hearts belonged to Qian, this uncrowned king. Moreover, Qian had slain supreme powerhouses, killed Heavenly Kings, and fought against Imperial Son-level figures, fundamentally fearing no enemy in the world, even the imperial clan held no fear for him.
What was there for such a person to fear? If truly angered, Qian probably dared to attack even the imperial clan.
Central Heavenly Palace.
Ye Chen still sat upright on the Divine Throne, not having left half a step. His palm opened, revealing a seven-colored letter and a Primordial Spirit child.
That Primordial Spirit child was precisely the black-and-white-haired supreme powerhouse's Primordial Spirit child. Even under the letter's protection, Ye Chen had blasted his physical body, leaving only the letter protecting his Primordial Spirit from destruction.
Now, the face on that Primordial Spirit child, identical to his physical body, was filled with terror and endless regret. He never imagined Qian could be powerful to this extent.