Eternal Holy Emperor

"The Black Prison Heavenly King, so it was him. Seventy thousand years ago, he resolutely crossed the Chaos Sea and vanished without a trace, only to end up perishing here."

The gathered heroes were influential figures from various factions. The Nine Great Empires and the Ancient Divine Palace were privy to many secrets, recognizing the identity of the Heavenly King as the Black Prison Heavenly King from seventy thousand years ago.

This Heavenly King was once renowned across the Ancient God Continent, one of the mightiest beings of his time, a dominant-level figure whom even the Nine Great Ancient Emperor Dynasties dared not provoke. He in a sense ruled an era in an unconventional way.

Later, after feeling the solitude of being unmatched in the world, the Black Prison Heavenly King decisively chose to leave the Ancient God Continent, aiming to cross the Chaos Sea to the Ancient Emperor Continent.

At that time, it was shocking news, but unexpectedly, he met his end, buried in the Chaos Sea.

It was evident that the Black Prison Heavenly King didn't pass away naturally but was slain by a terrifying life form.

Though shocked at the presence of such a powerful being capable of killing the Black Prison Heavenly King, none of the heroes harbored any worries. After all, so many millennia had passed, and no matter how powerful a life form, it could not withstand the passage of time and had likely perished.

"What a pity. When the Black Prison Heavenly King dominated the world, both my Ancient Divine Palace and the Nine Great Empires had to avoid provoking him. Who would have thought that after countless millennia, this former overlord would meet such an end?" The Ancient Hua Heavenly King sighed lightly.

Back then, whether it was the Nine Great Empires or the Ancient Divine Palace, they were not eternal entities of the Heavenly King; they spent most of the time in long sleep, unwilling to engage with each other, though they had heard of each other's might.

The former overlord is now a pile of bones, akin to a portrayal on the road of cultivation.

No matter how dazzling or lordly you were, in the end, you're just a heap of yellow earth, unable to withstand the passage of time.

Many sighed gently, but more people noticed the mysterious beads hanging on the Black Prison Heavenly King's remains. Black and void of brilliance, yet being on the Heavenly King's body, they couldn't be ordinary, naturally arousing desire.

However, at this moment, Ye Chen had already extended his hand, and no one opposed, nor dared to.

Boom—

As Ye Chen's hand was about to touch it, the skeletal remains of the Heavenly King suddenly emitted a strong Heavenly King's Dao Power, intensifying significantly, soaring skyward, causing many heroic masters present to turn pale and retreat step by step.

But Ye Chen's eyes shone brightly, his fingers flowing with brilliant golden radiance, Immortal Golden Radiance circulating autonomously, along with Dao Runes emerging, colliding together, producing sonorous clanging sounds.

After all, it was just the remnant Dao Trace of a skeleton, how could it rival a reincarnation-level pinnacle powerhouse like Ye Chen? It was soon suppressed, and he successfully took the string of black beads.

It was a string of cool, smooth jade beads, appearing very ordinary at first glance, but the next moment Ye Chen felt a special sensation, as if his Primordial Spirit in his brow center was emitting divine radiance, experiencing some kind of metamorphosis, becoming stronger.

Although it was slow, the sensation was real, and his perception could clearly feel it.

In just that moment, the Primordial Spirit grew stronger by a bit. It seemed little but excelled in its continuity, continuously reinforcing and strengthening.

Ye Chen's expression didn't change, but deep down he was shocked. What exactly was this string of beads? To be able to continuously strengthen the Primordial Spirit, it was simply a supreme treasure of the human world.

It must be known that the Primordial Spirit is unlike cultivation, and strengthening it is very difficult, requiring a lot of experiences. Such a bead that can continuously strengthen the Primordial Spirit is naturally a supreme treasure.

Ye Chen even felt that there seemed to be a space hidden within the beads, but for now, it was not easy to explore, so he quietly absorbed it into his body.

Others were inclined to inquire, but seeing Ye Chen's indifferent expression, no one dared to ask.

Many strong figures from the Ancient God Continent first paid homage to the Black Prison Heavenly King, acknowledging him as a predecessor. As for the bones, having endured over seventy thousand years, losing much of their essence, a few kings lamented, and naturally, others dared not collect them, letting them remain here.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen had long entered the mountain's lair, making his way through the smooth cave to the deepest part. There was a vast space inside the mountain, over a thousand feet wide, where both the ground and the mountain wall were covered with countless eggs, each nearly a foot tall, flickering with light, hinting at the humanoid life forms being nurtured within—the birthplace of those humanoid life forms.

How many humanoid life forms existed in this massive mountain cave altogether?

At least several hundred thousand, if not more—a hair-raising number.

Ye Chen scanned the core area of this lair, with all the True Kings arriving slightly ahead of others, similarly scanning the area with sharp gazes.

It was clear to feel the cave was filled with countless weak presences, the life forms within the eggs unhatched but alive.

Moreover, in the domain of perception, there were quite a few rather powerful presences, stronger than even a Saint.

Sure enough, they saw several humanoid life forms, each fifteen feet tall. Upon encountering Ye Chen and the others intruding, they immediately rushed over, but didn't exert excessively strong power, obviously worried about endangering the yet-to-hatch life forms.

However, Ye Chen and the others had no such scruples, unleashing slaughter, one after another, displaying powerful Divine Power Laws, with Divine Light exploding everywhere.

The Sun God especially unleashed endless Dao Fire, overwhelming a whole area with terrifying Divine Flames, immediately incinerating thousands of eggs, leaving nothing but ashes.

During the others' battles, numerous attacks fell, obliterating thousands of eggs—not even a contest but a one-sided massacre.

Particularly the Ancient Demon God, being a Great Demon God, his overwhelming dark demon light enveloped a large number of eggs, surprisingly operating the Immortal Demon Technique, absorbing all Life Essence from the eggs directly into his body.

Doing so, whether in cultivation or in supplementing longevity, was an immense tonic with incredible effects.

Just like in the Taichu Era, when an alien supreme being in a single thought consumed the Life Essence of beings measured in billions from the Ancient Immortal Continent, significantly repairing Dao injury and extending longevity.

But this act brings divine retribution as it is a highly evil deed, one that even those aged immortals facing their limit dare not do, lest they be mobbed to death.

Yet here, no one felt aversion. On the contrary, others all made their moves, simultaneously battling the few powerful life forms while also absorbing Life Essence from numerous eggs—a tremendous supplement for the human body.