Within the Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan, the Yuanchu Imperial Son appeared at this moment. By his side was the clan's Ancient Monarch, Wanyan Seventeen. The two stood shoulder to shoulder, simultaneously gazing towards the Monarch Holy City.
At this moment, the expression of the Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan's Ancient Monarch also turned grave. "This is serious," he said. "That is the immortal Monarch Holy City, one of the top-ranked immortal ancient cities in the entire Ancient Universe, its status not inferior to an imperial clan's divine city. I never imagined the Five Ancient Monarchs would have managed to invite it this time. It will be difficult to stop."
Only those who were also Sovereigns could truly understand the terrifying nature of that Monarch Holy City. Throughout the ages, at least five Ancient Monarchs had gained corresponding insights from within the Monarch Holy City, ultimately achieving their Sovereign status.
Moreover, the City Lord of the Monarch Holy City was also an invincible Ancient Monarch, and a supremely powerful ruler at that, considered a powerhouse among Sovereigns, extremely formidable.
It was likely that this Eternal Conference might truly proceed successfully. Even possessing a Supreme Emperor Weapon would find it hard to contend against the Monarch Holy City.
Yet, the Yuanchu Imperial Son's gaze was profound. He spoke indifferently, "What of the Monarch Holy City? It is, after all, not an Imperial City, merely associated with Sovereigns. My clan's Imperial City was built by my father. How can a mere Monarch Holy City be mentioned in the same breath? Furthermore, my Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan is an invincible imperial clan, possessing an invincible Supreme Emperor Weapon and invincible imperial contingency plans. If anyone truly dares to harm my father's reincarnation, even if we must exhaust the entire clan's strength, we will give them a lesson they will never forget for all eternity."
He spoke coldly, utterly fearless. What Ancient Monarchs? What Monarch Holy City? The Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan was an invincible imperial clan, fearing nothing.
Anyone who dared harm the Primordial Beginning Great Emperor's reincarnation would have to die.
Understanding the Yuanchu Imperial Son's resolve clearly, the Sovereign Wanyan Seventeen by his side nodded. "Understood."
Behind them stood numerous high-ranking members of the Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan—the clan leader, Grand Elders, renowned elders, and others—all true powerhouses of the imperial clan. Among them were also those who had been sealed away, considered by the world to have passed on, now emerging one after another. Each radiated astonishing auras.
"Are you ready?"
The Yuanchu Imperial Son turned, facing the many powerhouses of the Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan. Countless terrifying auras swirled here, and wave after wave of dreadful presence was released. The gathering of so many experts would shock even an Ancient Monarch who learned of it.
For on this day, the Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan's full foundation had been mobilized, gathered here, enough to sweep through everything.
"We are ready!"
Behind him, countless imperial clan powerforces gathered, their blood qi boiling, their responses echoing the Yuanchu Imperial Son's call.
"Good. Today, we must ensure my father's safe return without the slightest loss. Otherwise, the hope our Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan has nurtured for countless ages will vanish completely," the Yuanchu Imperial Son declared.
"Yes!"
Every imperial clan powerhouse was filled with excitement, their faces alight with fervor, not a trace of fear among them.
Perhaps in this battle today, against the numerous Sovereigns from beyond the domains, the entire Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan might be completely erased from the world. Yet no one felt it unworthy. For the Great Emperor's reincarnation was the ancestor who had forged this glorious, prosperous, and invincible Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan, and the one who would one day reascend to the Emperor's throne.
Even if, in the end, only the Primordial Beginning Great Emperor remained, he could revive the fallen Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan, making it the most powerful imperial clan in the entire Ancient Universe, before which all races would bow their heads, and other imperial clans would do the same.
It was all worth it.
Under the aura and might unleashed by the Primordial Beginning Emperor Clan's Ancient Monarch, all these fluctuations were completely concealed. No one else could sense them.
The eve of the great battle was destined to be a silence filled with dread.
*Dang—*
A series of clear, resonant bell tolls rang out, originating from the central bell tower of the Holy City. A sacred bell had been struck, and whenever this happened, it signified the emergence of a world-shaking event.
The Five Ancient Monarchs appeared, presiding over the commencement of the Eternal Conference. Countless powerhouses vied to enter the Monarch Holy City.
Among them was naturally Ye Chen. He brought his two daughters, along with Nine Serpents and the Four Young Supreme Ones, entering the city.
At this point, he could not remain aloof. Moreover, the outside world was no safer than the Monarch Holy City, and he also had another person in mind—Qian Xun.
He was most worried about Qian Xun's safety. Although the other was also powerful, only slightly inferior to himself, as a father, he remained constantly concerned.
At the same time, he was also witnessing for the first time the extraordinary nature of this Monarch Holy City that dominated the starry cosmos.
The Monarch Holy City had been famous throughout the great universe for countless years. One Ancient Monarch after another had emerged from this immortal holy city. Thus, the city retained the immortal auras of those Ancient Monarchs, their Great Dao imprints, enduring in the mortal world.
Anyone entering the Monarch Holy City would feel a pressure originating from the depths of their soul.
This Monarch Holy City was in no way inferior to any Imperial City in the world, and it appeared even more bustling and lively. For on this very day, a full five Sovereigns had taken residence within, igniting everything completely, attracting the attention of who knew how many powerhouses.
The Five Ancient Monarchs had not spoken a single word. They sat suspended in the air, their bodies wreathed in supremely invincible Great Dao auras, their true appearances unseen by anyone.
At the center, a Dao Pagoda appeared. It was five stories high, swirling with the qi of the Five Elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Each story represented one of the Five Elements' Great Daos, from which five-colored divine light cascaded. Countless Five Elements runes interwove, a truly fearsome sight.
Without a doubt, this was also an Ancient Sovereign Weapon, and a powerful one at that, now awakened.
Simultaneously, the void tore open, and nine powerful figures appeared. Each radiated a unique aura, as if capable of perceiving the Heavenly Dao itself, possessing a special kind of charisma.
The Nine Great Celestial Masters!
Indeed, these were the legendary Nine Great Celestial Masters.
Although the strength of the Nine Great Celestial Masters was not particularly great—only two were at the Great Power realm, while the others were Heavenly Kings—no one dared to overlook them.
For their focus was not primarily on cultivation; they were beings capable of glimpsing Heavenly Dao information.
Only with their help could the location of the legendary Fiftieth Pass be found.
Only at the correct time and the correct location could the whereabouts of the Fiftieth Pass be deduced.
"Nine Masters, please proceed."
Among the Five Ancient Monarchs, one of them spoke, inviting the Nine Great Celestial Masters to act, his attitude somewhat courteous.
It must be known that every Sovereign was a truly undisputed overlord of the universe, lofty and exalted. Their status was so high that, aside from a true peerless Great Emperor, who could surpass them? They were usually quite aloof. For one to show even slight courtesy was enough to make any Great Power feel immensely honored.