"Sheng Tian!"
Hu Xue's gaze fell upon a divinely handsome man opposite her—Sheng Tian. He had some slight personal acquaintance with Ye Chen back in the Burial Heaven Domain, though it wasn't deep.
Sheng Tian's expression was somber. He was one of the young supremes who had faced the Yuanchu Imperial Son in direct combat. That battle before the gates of the Yuanchu Imperial Clan had instilled a sudden sense of dread in him.
It was the second time since encountering the Battle Saint King years ago. This time, however, his mount, the sacred unicorn horse, had been slain by the Yuanchu Imperial Son, utterly shattered to pieces. The impression left on him was profound.
"A pack of tigers hunting a dragon."
After a long pause, he finally uttered these words softly, causing the other young supremes to stare in astonishment.
In the end, was this the only method?
"Correct. A pack of tigers hunting a dragon. Only by surrounding him can we defeat the Yuanchu Imperial Son," spoke a man bathed in brilliant light from another side of the table. He was extremely eye-catching, every inch of his body seeming to contain a blazing sun, shining radiantly. Even his hair flowed with a brilliant, lustrous glow.
The Sun King, the chief disciple under the Sun God, inheriting his mantle. He was nearly identical, equally formidable.
Two young supremes in a row had spoken thus, and both were ones who had participated in the battle against the Yuanchu Imperial Son, having witnessed his terrifying combat prowess firsthand. Thus, their words carried the most weight here.
"No, I cannot agree. This is too shameless, damaging the dignity of us young supremes."
However, those young supremes who had not participated in the battle did not agree. Any Heaven's Pride capable of becoming a young supreme was a peerless prodigy of unparalleled talent, each possessing their own inner arrogance. How could they be willing to join forces with over a dozen other young supremes to besiege a single Imperial Son?
"Heh, we don't wish for it either," the Sun King chuckled, though his laugh carried a trace of self-mocking bitterness. "But facing the Yuanchu Imperial Son, there isn't a single person here who is his match. Not even five of us combined, nor seven. Do any of you here believe you can face such a supreme Imperial Son Heaven's Pride alone?"
As young supremes, they were all arrogant, each possessing their own dignity. In battles of the same generation, each firmly believed in their own invincibility. Yet, facing the invincible Yuanchu Imperial Son, even someone like the Sun King was forced to such helplessness. It spoke volumes.
Hearing this, all the young supremes at the round table conference couldn't help but fall into silence.
Indeed, even as powerful as five young supremes combined, they were no match, being swept aside. Seven young supremes combined were also no match, being swept aside while one of them was slain.
All of this only proved that the Yuanchu Imperial Son's combat power was even more fearsome than they had imagined.
The so-called young supremes were merely a unit of measurement for gauging the Yuanchu Imperial Son's strength.
It seemed tragic, but that was the reality.
Now, Sheng Tian and the Sun King surmised that the reason they hadn't been slain at the main gate of the Yuanchu Imperial Clan was likely because the Yuanchu Imperial Son wanted to save time to rescue the other three Imperial Clan young supremes from the outer realms, thus couldn't be bothered to waste time killing them.
Otherwise, hadn't the seven young supremes from the outer realms' ancient paths combined forces, only to be swept aside, with one even being slain despite having greater numbers?
"Are Imperial Son Heaven's Prides truly so terrifying?" asked a young supreme who hadn't participated in that battle.
"Yes, Imperial Sons are truly terrifying, unimaginably so," another young supreme who had fought spoke up. "Not only is no one here his match, but I'm afraid no one could last more than ten rounds against him."
"Then, can fifteen of us combined truly deal with the Yuanchu Imperial Son?" Hu Xue also spoke.
Yet, for some reason, the scene was plunged into a suffocating silence.
No one answered, because no one felt that fifteen young supremes could possibly surround and kill the Yuanchu Imperial Son.
Because the Yuanchu Imperial Son was too powerful. Sweeping aside seven young supremes while slaying one—everything proved the invincible might of such an Imperial Son Heaven's Pride, completely defying conventional reasoning.
So powerful that even their combined force of fifteen great young supremes dared not be certain. In fact, at this moment, almost everyone's Dao heart wavered for an instant.
"It's not impossible. There's a great chance," the Sun King spoke up. Radiant with divine light, he was highly conspicuous as he stated, "Although the Yuanchu Imperial Son is powerful, he is ultimately just one person, not yet a true Supreme Emperor. The reason such Imperial Son Heaven's Prides are powerful is twofold. Firstly, because of their unparalleled Emperor's bloodline power, peerless and unmatched, possessing incomparable potential that allows for prolonged battles. Secondly, precisely because of this potential, they are innately born starting from the semi-divine realm's Tenth Heaven. Cultivating to the present Great Power realm, every major realm has been the Tenth Heaven's great perfection and flawlessness. We are not like that. Basically, only the Saint realm is the Tenth Heaven for us, so we lack two Tenth Heavens, born with inherent deficiencies, leading to not being his match in same-realm combat."
"Moreover, his cultivation realm is higher than ours. All these reasons combined result in us being no match for him at all. But with fifteen great young supremes combined, there is absolutely an opportunity—no, we can absolutely suppress him."
His analysis convinced all the young supremes present at the round table conference.
Indeed, it was so. Such Imperial Son Heaven's Prides were innately born with every major realm at the Tenth Heaven's great perfection, moreover possessing the most powerful Emperor's bloodline power, innately invincible, leading to them surpassing these young supremes by so much at this stage.
Furthermore, whether Sheng Tian or the Sun King, both had participated in the direct combat and could confirm that the Yuanchu Imperial Son's cultivation realm was two or three levels higher than theirs, which was also one of the reasons for his supreme invincibility.
"Is this what a true Imperial Son is like? Truly invincible," Hu Xue sighed softly, then suddenly asked a question. "If we all fail this time, who else could possibly match him?"
The moment these words fell, the scene directly plunged into silence.
Yes, if they all failed this time, would there still be anyone capable of dealing with the Yuanchu Imperial Son? Wouldn't all the Heaven's Prides of the Ultimate Ancient Path be driven out?
After all, if they truly failed, all the ancient path Heaven's Prides would have almost no face to remain on the Birth Emperor Star. Wouldn't that be exactly what the Yuanchu Imperial Clan wanted?
No one answered, and no one knew.
They very much wanted to say that if the nine Ancient Path Overlords were here, the outcome would certainly be completely different.
Those Ancient Path Overlords could even retreat unscathed even when facing Primordial Monarchs. No matter how powerful the Yuanchu Imperial Son was, no matter how terrifying his potential, he was not yet at the peak of the Great Power realm, so naturally he would be no match for these Ancient Path Overlords.
But the nine Ancient Path Overlords were merely rumors. There was no confirmation they had definitely returned, nor any news confirming their return.
The Imperial Sons from other ancient universes were suspected to be on that exclusive ancient path for the Supreme bloodline.
Rumors were ultimately just rumors, unverifiable.
Thus, no one could answer.
The Yuanchu Imperial Son was simply like an insurmountable Primordial divine mountain, pressing down on everyone's hearts, making all the young supremes present feel immensely heavy-hearted, unable to answer this question.
After a long time, the Sun King suddenly remembered someone and slowly spoke, "No, we don't necessarily have to despair. Even if we fail, there is still another person. We won't fail just like that."
"Who?"
"The Battle Saint King!"
The Sun King spoke slowly, but the moment this name was uttered, almost everyone at the round table conference shuddered as if struck by lightning. Yet, their eyes erupted with the most brilliant light.