Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!

Great Elder Soul Annihilation and Soul Emperor exchanged glances. After the latter nodded slightly, Soul Annihilation addressed the crowd, "This involves a secret that you wouldn't normally be aware of!

"Actually, the Master had already foreseen the opening times of the Ten Supreme Beings' secret realms and told us the method to forcibly open them!

"For example, the Primordial Supreme's secret realm, through our operations, was opened ten years ahead of schedule. And the Yellow Spring Supreme's secret realm should have opened two years from now!"

At his words, the higher-ups of the Eternal Temple were astounded, gaining a newfound, deeper understanding of the Master's power. He could even calculate the opening times of the Ten Supreme Beings' secret realms! It's too terrifying!

Soul Bone asked with concern, "Pavilion Master, if the Yellow Spring Secret Realm opens ahead of time, will it affect our plans?"

Indeed, ever since the incident at Bull Head Mountain, the Eternal Temple's plans had already deviated.

According to the original plan, the Eternal Temple was to capture all the prodigies who entered Bull Head Mountain. However, this was thwarted by the Saint's Court of the Qin Dynasty. They only managed to capture a small fraction of the prodigies, greatly delaying the capture process.

Not only that, but due to the failure of this capture plan, they suffered heavy losses from the siege by numerous Sacred Lands.

Fortunately, the setback at Bull Head Mountain was still within tolerable limits. As long as they could overcome this current difficulty, the later stages of the plan could still catch up and get back on track.

"This is also what I'm worried about!" the Soul Emperor said gravely.

If one plan deviates, it can be attributed to an accident, but what if two plans go wrong? Does it mean there's a problem with the plans formulated by the Eternal Temple? But this is impossible. All plans made by the Eternal Temple were based on the Master's intentions. If there were errors, it would mean there was a problem with the Master's foresight. Impossible! The Master is... infallible, omnipotent, and in control of everything!

The mere thought of doubting the Master had just surfaced when the Soul Emperor decisively suppressed it. His eyes sparkled as he sank into contemplation.

The early opening of the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm is also an opportunity for me! With the Sacred Lands of the continent dispatching their prodigies to the Yellow Spring Supreme Secret Realm, they'll have to suspend their siege of the Eternal Temple. We can also catch our breath.

The Soul Emperor sat back in his chair, his expression calm once more, betraying no sorrow or joy. He then commanded with authority:

"Send orders to our secret agents to probe the routes of the major powers!

"Order Soul Martial Ancestor to leave his seclusion and prepare for the Yellow Spring Secret Realm!

"Activate the hidden pieces in the East Border!"

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

The assembled members in the hall saluted and then departed one by one.

The plan against the Saint's Court of the Qin Dynasty should also be put on the agenda! Those who dare to disrupt my plans, I will make you pray for death, a mercy you shall not receive!

The Soul Emperor sat upon his black throne, speaking these last words in a low, chilling tone that exuded an icy aura, enough to make one's blood run cold.

He had never forgotten his hatred for the Saint's Court of the Qin Dynasty!

「That same day」

A piece of intelligence flew out from the canyon. Through a special channel, it was transmitted to a commandery city within the Saint's Court of the Qin Dynasty.

「Lu City!」

The uproar involving the Wang Clan had once brought this city widespread fame, drawing the attention of countless people. But as time passed, it had eventually faded back into tranquility.

Beside a quiet, subterranean river, the Void suddenly tore apart, and a black light shot out. Yin Taixie, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened them, a hint of puzzlement in his gaze.

A message from headquarters?

Yin Taixie caught the black light in his hand, and instantly, a command materialized in his mind.

This was the Eternal Temple's unique method of communication: words could be sealed and transmitted through the Void, ensuring extreme secrecy. For ages, it had never once failed.

However, this method of communication was exceedingly costly and would not be employed unless a matter of great importance arose.

Excellent! Headquarters is activating the hidden pieces in the East Border. I finally have a chance for revenge!

After reviewing the information, Yin Taixie was overcome with exhilaration. His eyes blazed with columns of blood-red light, turning the dark tunnel crimson.

In the previous era, because he had secretly learned the Heretic God Sect's sacred technique, "Thousands of Refinement Truth," the reigning Saint Master had sought to abolish his cultivation. Unwilling to accept this fate, Yin Taixie, relying on his formidable cultivation, had broken through numerous deadly barriers and escaped from the Heretic God Sect.

Initially, he had thought that the Saint Master of the Heretic God Sect would not pursue him, given their father-son relationship.

But he had never imagined that his own biological father would send his elder brother to hunt him down. He was forced to flee to the East Border, grievously wounded and on the verge of death.

What must it feel like, to be hunted by one's own father and brother?

Beyond anger, there was endless resentment, murderous intent, and hatred!

Regrettably, at that time, he was severely injured, his life ebbing away. More than anger, he felt despair.

Just as he was preparing to find a place to await death, powerful experts from the Eternal Temple approached him. Not only did they help him heal his injuries, but they also brought him the bones of many long-vanished ancient ferocious beasts to aid his cultivation of the "Thousands of Refinement Truth." In a mere tens of thousands of years, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, allowing him to break through to the Emperor Realm.

In return, he became the leader of the Eternal Temple's branch in the East Border, secretly developing his forces while awaiting the summons from headquarters.

That wait had lasted for tens of millions of years!

"My disciples, you may now emerge from your seclusion!" Yin Taixie spread his arms wide and shouted, his chilling voice echoing through the narrow space of the subterranean river, creating a series of reverberations.

The silent river began to churn.

Terrifying auras surged from the depths of the water as dozens of figures emerged, their forms flickering with crimson light.

They shared a common characteristic: all possessed robust bodies, like members of the Barbarian Tribe, standing several zhang tall. They were all clad in black cloaks that concealed even their hands, giving them an air of profound mystery.

The aura they exuded was unlike that of ordinary people; it was incredibly violent. To look at them was like facing ancient, ferocious beasts.

"Greetings, Master!"

Upon emerging, the black-cloaked figures all knelt on one knee and kowtowed.

"Arise! I have a mission for you: kill Qin Wudao, support a puppet, and gain complete control over the Saint's Court of the Qin Dynasty!" Yin Taixie commanded loudly, his hands clasped behind his back.

"As you command!" the black-cloaked figures replied in unison, their tones filled with excitement and a palpable eagerness.

"Go forth and act freely! Our era has arrived!" Yin Taixie, too, was immensely pleased. His body flashed with white light, which coalesced into a spirit serpent that shot towards the hard rock ceiling above.

BANG!

A deafening crash resounded.

Lu City began to shake violently. Suddenly, a thousand-zhang-wide chasm erupted in the city center. A white serpent flew out from it, coiling amidst the clouds, flicking its forked tongue, and coldly surveying the city below.

Dozens of terrifying auras flew out from the chasm, transforming into various ancient ferocious beasts: a Devouring Sky Demon Tiger, a Nine-Headed Fierce Lion, a Purgatory Thunder Dragon, a Silver Winged Roc...

"Run! Run for your lives!"

The city's inhabitants, seeing the ferocious ancient beasts, were terrified. Shivering, they fled in panic.

"So many Emperor-level Martial Artists!" A Semi-Emperor Martial Artist, who had been living in seclusion in Lu City, was so terrified his courage shattered. Trembling, he tore open the Void and hastily fled.

Within the Void, he sensed more than twenty auras of a similar realm to his own, and over a dozen Martial Artists whose cultivation he couldn't penetrate, clearly indicating they were Emperor-level experts.

"Die!"

An indifferent voice descended from the heavens.

The Nine-Headed Fierce Lion opened its massive maws and spewed nine fireballs. Like falling suns, they engulfed Lu City in a sea of fire, and several million living beings perished horribly.

A scorching wind gusted, lifting the veil from the black-robed man astride the Nine-Headed Fierce Lion, revealing a flushed face. Yet, his features were unmistakably those of Wang Huantian, the son of the former governor.