After millions of years in the library, I became an Immortal Emperor.

Primitive mountain!

Under the watchful eyes of countless creatures in the Crimson Swamp, Lin Fan stepped into the world that held countless unknowns.

"I am also very interested in you, a being without a specific form."

Lin Fan said calmly that the first thing he saw in this world beneath the swamp of flesh was that fleshy, tumor-like creature covered in eyes.

In a corner of the world, it stared at Lin Fan in terror.

Lin Fan ignored it, walked past it, stepped through the endless darkness, and entered the next world.

This terrifying primeval mountain has become a true taboo.

A human in white.

When Lin Fan stepped into the Blood and Flesh Swamp, his aura in the Xuanhuang Great World also disappeared.

It's as if this place is a world outside the Xuanhuang Great World, only it has been taken and placed here, and is called the Primordial Mountain.

However, no one knows anything about this place, and Chenwu can only try his best to maintain the last bit of human consciousness.

He was waiting, waiting for Lin Fan's return.

Can this powerful human race of the later era accomplish what even the previous emperors could not?

Flerkens are among the most terrifying creatures in the vast universe.

Time flies, and several years have passed in the blink of an eye. Because of the death of the Blood Ancestor, several battles between Quasi-Emperors broke out in the entire Xuanhuang Great World.

The land, stretching for billions of miles, collapsed. Several mysterious quasi-emperors intervened, yet they still failed to annihilate the vampire clan, which had lost its blood ancestor.

"The blood of the Great Emperor flows in our veins; how can you compare to us?"

A vampire quasi-emperor gazed at the sky and spoke.

The sound spread across the land, silencing even the quasi-emperors who had made their moves.

Another year.

Spirit Clan, Valley of Ten Thousand Spirits!

"Tomorrow is the Grand Competition of All Races, and as usual, this year's competition will be held at the Spirit Race Imperial Court."

A cave master of Wanling Valley stood atop a mountain peak and addressed the Wanling Valley prodigies who stood in mid-air around him.

At the very end, Ye Luo, along with Qin Ming, Qin Ge, and the others, watched this scene unfold.

"But this time is different from all the previous ones. This time, it will be the largest ever in the history of the Grand Competition of All Races."

"The so-called world's top talents, the first-rank geniuses of each race, will also be born."

"The Quasi-Emperor will be there to watch the battle."

The cave master's voice echoed throughout the Valley of Ten Thousand Spirits, leaving all the creatures in the valley utterly shocked.

The sequence is where the strongest geniuses of each race emerge to fight, and even quasi-emperors travel to the Spirit Race's imperial court to watch the battle.

"This battle is your chance to make a name for yourselves in the world, and your only chance to be seen by a Quasi-Emperor. Perhaps you will even have the opportunity to be taken under his wing."

"This is your opportunity."

"But also remember, the laws of battle are indiscriminate. If you are no match for them, surrender as soon as possible. If you die, no one will collect your bodies."

……

The voices made many people who were originally full of ambition tremble, and they felt a sense of retreat and fear.

The grand competition among all races carries the risk of death.

"Besides the prodigies of each race, there are some unknown geniuses in this world who are not necessarily weaker than the prodigies."

"They might also appear."

After listening to the cave master's words, Ye Luo added a sentence to Qin Ming and the others.

However, he paused slightly when he thought of the extraordinary talent of Qin Ming and the others.

These unknown prodigies in the world are not necessarily weaker than the most outstanding geniuses; aren't these humans in front of us just such examples?

They were taught by a true quasi-emperor.

"Lingyu, there's no need to fight too much. Just being alive is enough." She then looked at Lingyu beside her and reminded her.

Lingyu nodded very seriously.

Having spent so much time with Qin Ming, Qin Ge, and Xin Huo, she has come to know her own limitations.

The term "genius" depends on who you compare her to. Compared to these three, she is just an ordinary person.

"This time, our Wanling Valley has dispatched a total of 178,611 people. We hope you will live up to our expectations and enhance the prestige of Wanling Valley!"

These were the cave master's last words.

Then he summoned a flying boat, which was tens of thousands of meters long and several stories high, and put all the geniuses of Wanling Valley inside.

Qin Ming, Qin Ge, and Xin Huo are among them.

"Set off!"

The first cave master of Wanling Valley, a fifth-level Great Saint Realm expert, stood at the top of the flying boat. With a command, the entire flying boat headed towards the sky.

Countless spirits on the earth watched this scene, and the Lord of the Myriad Spirit Valley also appeared, standing among the countless spirits.

After a long while, he seemed to be thinking of something and let out a soft sigh.

"I wonder if this step was the right one. Does that human race leader truly have the power to bring order to the world?"

"What if there is an Emperor in the Xuanhuang Great World?"

She shook her head and returned to her courtyard, where the patriarch of Wanling Valley had been waiting for her for a long time.

"The three humans all possess extraordinary talent, yet they were kept hidden and were to participate in the Grand Competition of All Races alongside the geniuses of the Valley of Ten Thousand Spirits."

Do you know what this means?

The patriarch of Wanling Valley looked at her, his expression slightly solemn. The master of Wanling Valley looked at him and then bowed respectfully to him.

"Ancestor!"

But that was all; there was no further development.

Anger flashed across the face of the patriarch of Wanling Valley. With a single step, the world changed color, and the master of Wanling Valley bent over.

"You are the Lord of the Valley of All Souls, you shouldn't have made such a mistake. I just want to know why?"

"My Wanling Valley is secluded in a remote corner, and we never want to fight or get involved in the world's conflicts. This is the rule that you and I set together back then."

Why break it?

"You know perfectly well that they cannot tolerate humans."

"You should know the consequences of getting involved with the human race. All living beings in the Valley of Ten Thousand Spirits could be destroyed because of your one wrong decision."

The power of a quasi-emperor is something that no great sage can withstand.

But the Lord of Wanling Valley seemed oblivious, looking at the Ancestor of Wanling Valley and only shaking his head slightly.

"Ancestor, this world has changed, and so has the human race."

As she spoke, the patriarch of Wanling Valley focused his attention, looking at her and waiting for her to continue.

"You've been in seclusion for too long, haven't ventured into this world for far too long. The human race is no longer what it used to be."

The patriarch of Wanling Valley frowned upon hearing this.

"There are rumors in the world that there are saints among the human race. I went to see it once, and there was only a sacred realm formed by a snow mountain. There were no human saints there."

He said.

The Lord of the Valley of All Spirits looked at him, shook his head, and smiled.

"Humanity indeed has no saints, but it does have quasi-emperors."

One sentence made the old patriarch of Wanling Valley look shocked.

"He's stronger than you, much stronger."

The Valley Master of Wanling Valley said that even a single thought projection could make her tremble, something the Ancestor of Wanling Valley could never achieve.

"Actually, he has already made his move, and you saw it yourself."

"He killed the Blood Ancestor of the Blood Clan."

After these words, the patriarch of Wanling Valley could no longer maintain his composure, and his entire body trembled.

The Blood Ancestor of the Blood Clan was an existence far stronger than him, yet he was killed by a mysterious powerhouse, and everyone is speculating about it.

No one ever guessed about the human race.

But the Lord of the Valley of Ten Thousand Spirits told him that the mysterious powerful figure was a quasi-emperor of the human race.