Having rejected Ye Chen's further advances, Luo Bingling eagerly anticipated that her time to take the lead was coming.

She was extremely excited about their future interactions.

However, after spending two months breaking through to the mid-stage of the Third Heaven Realm,

Ye Chen was still in seclusion.

A year passed, and Ye Chen remained in seclusion.

Now, two years had gone by, and Ye Chen still hadn't emerged.

Luo Bingling was starting to worry that something might have happened to him.

Could he have suffered a Qi deviation during his breakthrough?

Or perhaps he had broken through too quickly, resulting in an unstable foundation?

Otherwise, why would breaking through the Third Heaven Realm take so long?

She herself had only taken a year to break through the Third Heaven Realm.

Could it be that Ye Chen was truly that 'big'? Had he forged an exceptionally vast blessed land?

But her own blessed land was already 10,000 miles long and wide, incredibly vast, and exceedingly rare.

Among geniuses, she was definitely among the top tier.

Even if Ye Chen was 'big,' how much bigger could he be?

What exactly was Ye Chen doing that was taking so long?

With Ye Chen gone, there was no one to eat cherries with.

Moreover, she had clearly already hooked Ye Chen.

Every day, she dreamt of taking control of Ye Chen, making him kneel obediently before her, offering up his Dao Cauldron and Enlightenment Tea Tree.

She imagined Ye Chen trapping that Yi Qingwu in front of her, diligently eating cherries, and then dodging at the last moment to splash Yi Qingwu all over.

She had planned everything perfectly, but he wasn't around.

This was making Luo Bingling extremely anxious.

She wished Ye Chen would come out of seclusion right now.

To make her dreams come true.

...

Meanwhile, in the Northern Region, the exiled land of the myriad races, once banished by the Heavenly Emperor.

In its most central area, there was a towering snow-capped peak.

At the summit of the snow peak, a massive and flawless piece of divine source was placed, constantly absorbing the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon.

The divine source was clearly flawless, but no matter what, one couldn't see what was inside.

One could only see flames constantly burning, like divine fire, never extinguishing.

"Heavenly Emperor's Son, the Heavenly Demon race has pledged allegiance. Their ancestor has offered the current generation's female prodigy, Yao Yuezhi, hoping that she can become your attendant upon your birth and serve you..."

"The ancestor has already agreed to this matter."

"However, Yao Yuezhi seems unwilling."

"She has taken the initiative to throw herself into the arms of the current generation's Heavenly Emperor successor, kissing him in public, and is no longer worthy of being your attendant."

"The Heavenly Demon race must be punished even more!"

"Yao Yuezhi's actions have further disgraced you, Heavenly Emperor's Son, and she must be annihilated in both body and soul."

Before the divine source, a man dressed in black robes, with divine fire burning in his eyes, exuded a terrifying aura.

He emanated the power of a Saint.

He was at least a semi-Saint level expert.

But before the divine source, he knelt with utmost respect, reporting.

After the man finished speaking, he prepared to rise.

But at that moment.

The divine source moved.

Faint cracks appeared, and the existence within seemed to be reviving.

But the next moment.

The cracks disappeared, and the divine source returned to its flawless state.

A phantom face appeared before the divine source.

As this face disappeared, the man lowered his head even further, shouting excitedly, "Heavenly Emperor's Son, you have finally awakened!"

The appearing face was surrounded by five-colored divine rings, incomparably noble, as sacred and extraordinary as the son of a god.

His hair was crystalline, giving people a sense of transcendence and unparalleled purity.

But the most astonishing thing was his eyes.

Deep, ancient, yet filled with the aura of vitality.

Upon closer inspection, there were mountains and rivers evolving in his eyes, the passage of time, and the ascension to immortality.

These eyes seemed to come from ancient times.

If a Mahayana cultivator with a slightly lower cultivation were to look into these eyes, their soul would likely be immersed within.

And this person was the Heavenly Emperor's Son.

The biological son of the former Undying Heavenly Emperor.

Sealed in the divine source for millions of years, now finally revived.

"Heavenly Emperor's Son, now that you have revived, I will immediately notify the clan elders and the entire cultivation world."

The man was extremely excited.

However, the Heavenly Emperor's Son's phantom calmly shook his head: "The Great Dream of Myriad Ages technique is indeed terrifying."

"As expected of the technique above the Immortal Scripture obtained by Father."

"But time is not enough, there are still flaws, and everything about me is not perfect enough."

"I still need ten years before I can truly emerge."

"So there is no need to rush."

"Do not let anyone disturb me recently."

The man's eyes widened upon hearing this.

Others sealed in the divine source lose track of time, their consciousness falling into chaos, feeling as if they have been reborn after awakening.

But their Heavenly Emperor's Son was actually cultivating a technique above the Immortal Scripture.

And for a full million years.

This was too terrifying.

Presumably, the rewards after everything is over will also be terrifying.

Becoming an immortal is not even the end.

After all, there are legends within the clan that the Undying Heavenly Emperor had ten sons.

Each one was like a dragon.

But the tenth son had the highest talent, and the Undying Heavenly Emperor even predicted that the tenth son's future achievements would surpass his own.

Therefore, he gave the position of crown prince to the tenth son.

If it was just becoming an immortal, the Heavenly Emperor's Son could easily suppress everything and ascend to immortality whenever the Immortal Ascension Road revived.

Therefore, the man determined that the Heavenly Emperor's Son would definitely surpass True Immortals in the future and reach even greater heights.

"As you command, Heavenly Emperor's Son!"

The man immediately nodded, respectfully preparing to retreat.

However, the next moment, the Heavenly Emperor's Son continued to speak, his voice calm and ethereal, as if everything in the world was fleeting clouds.

"Since the current generation's prodigy of the Heavenly Demon race is unwilling to be my attendant, then so be it."

"As for the current generation's Heavenly Emperor successor, shall we include him too?"

"Send them both on their way!"

The Heavenly Emperor's Son didn't care about these things, casually instructing.

Those who submit prosper, those who resist perish.

Now that he was about to awaken in this world.

Then this world would be his era.

Anyone standing on his opposite side should just die.

The Heavenly Emperor's Son didn't take the Heavenly Emperor successor seriously at all.

After all, he had even met the Heavenly Emperor back then.

In the beginning, the Heavenly Emperor was far inferior to him, constantly chased by him, only knowing how to run.

Only later was he defeated by the Heavenly Emperor.

That defeat nearly caused him to fall.

Moreover, the Heavenly Emperor had too many tricks, and even his father's personal intervention could not restore him to his original state, his vitality constantly draining.

It was precisely because of this that he sealed himself in the divine source, cultivating the Great Dream of Myriad Ages technique obtained by his father from the Immortal Realm.

It wasn't an active cultivation.

But a kind of dream.

During the sealing process, he had been constantly experiencing everything in the dream.

The benefits he obtained were unimaginable.

However, that phantom face, looking at this unfamiliar era, had a trace of melancholy in his expression.

A million years had passed in a single sleep.

Everyone he had once been familiar with had either become immortals or turned into withered bones.

No matter how stunning you are, if you don't become an immortal, you will eventually be nothing more than a pile of dirt.

After a moment of sentiment.

The Heavenly Emperor's Son's face became cold and hard again.

In his eyes, the Heavenly Emperor was his only opponent.

As for the Heavenly Emperor successor?

He was too lazy to even look at him, casually sending someone to suppress and kill him would be enough.

"Heavenly Emperor, although I have been sleeping for millions of years, I will soon catch up."

"I only hope that you don't disappoint me and die too early, preventing me from avenging your humiliation back then..."

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