“Palace Lord!” the cultivators of the Ye Imperial Palace all called out. Many people had expressions of reverence. Some Ye Imperial Palace disciples in the Renhuang Plane had very fanatic gazes.

Their palace lord, Ye Futian, was already able to fight with a Great Emperor. This meant that Ye Futian was comparable to Great Emperors.

The Ye Imperial Palace counted as a true emperor-level force now.

After Ye Futian landed, Hua Jieyu, Gu Dongliu, and the others surrounded him. Zhuge Mingyu asked, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Ye Futian answered, smiling. “Haotian the Great can’t defeat me anymore, so he retreated. Even if he continued fighting, he wouldn’t be able to succeed. Leaving is the wisest choice.”

Zhuge Mingyue had a bright smile in her eyes. She seemed very calm, but there were deep emotions within.

The youngest little brother from the past was now standing at such a height already. He would soon reach the top and stand at the pinnacle of the world.

“He didn’t kill you so that he will die in the future. I think he left to wait for the others to reach the Great Emperor Plane,” Zhuge Mingyue analyzed. “After all, they’re all Great Emperors from the ancient times and not very far from the Great Emperor Plane. Haotian the Great took the step first, but the others will become Great Emperors too. By then, they will unite and come together, just like last time.”

“Yes.” Ye Futian nodded. He wondered if he should visit the Divine Prefecture and wipe out those Ancient God Clans to avoid future threats.

“Let’s return first,” Ye Futian said. Everyone nodded, and they all returned to the Ye Imperial Palace.

This time had been dangerous but not damaging. Even Ye Futian did not know what level his actual combat abilities were, let alone them. They did not expect that he could fight against a Great Emperor already. It was naturally a pleasant surprise.

Even Ye Futian had lost count of how many times the force he led had gone through life-or-death threats all these years. They had been extremely passive during each crisis and had to borrow all types of power in order to survive.

Now, he had finally reached this step. In the future, it would be rare for others to threaten him.

Ye Futian’s group returned to the Ye Imperial Palace. Outside, countless cultivators traveled to the Ye Imperial Palace. When they arrived outside the palace, it was like an extremely pious pilgrimage.

The Original Realm finally had a being comparable to the Great Emperors.

News of the battle between Haotian the Great and Ye Futian swept through all of the forces, reaching the enormous emperor-level forces with the fastest speed. Those emperor-level forces all stayed silent and did not release any sound, but everyone knew that there must be a shockwave going through all the emperor-level forces now.

All the realms shook violently from this as well.

Back then, when the Gods’ Ruins Continent had appeared, the Buddha of Destiny had foretold the coming of the Age of Gods. After that, the portion of Heavenly Path appeared, and Great Emperors really did return.

But who would have thought that the first Great Emperor who had returned in public would be countered by Ye Futian after going to kill him with an unstoppable force and leave in defeat?

Everyone knew what this meant. An entirely new era was beginning now.

This would be the preamble to the start of the Age of Gods. The Seven Realms and Original Realm would usher in a new era—the Great Age of Gods.

Perhaps, there would even be God Slayer.

Ye Futian could already force back Haotian the Great. What was next? It was not impossible for him to kill a Great Emperor.

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In the Devil Imperial Palace of the Devil World, the Devil Emperor heard the report, and his eyes had a deep look. His gaze pierced the void, looking into the distance.

Ye Futian had not yet become a Great Emperor, but he had fought with one and made Haotian the Great leave in defeat.

The Micro Heavenly Path that he had created was unordinary. This made him suspect what Ye Futian’s identity really was. Who was the one that he’d raised?

“Keep an eye on the Ye Imperial Palace,” the Devil Emperor ordered coldly.

“Yes.” The person nodded and then retreated.

The Devil Emperor’s eyes were frightening. The times were changing. What would the future era be like?

In the Dark Court, the Dark Sovereign also received the news, but he was quite happy. Ye Futian could already fight against Haotian the Great. This meant that he would pose a significant threat to Donghuang the Great.

At the same time, the Human Realm, Empty Divine Realm, Heaven Realm, and Donghuang Imperial Palace of the Divine Prefecture all had different reactions.

However, Ye Futian himself did not know about any of this. The battle made him realize he could fight against a Great Emperor, and he was quite happy, but this happiness only lasted a short while. After that, he continued cultivating in isolation, bringing all the core figures into his Micro Heavenly Path to cultivate.

He had a sense of urgency. This battle was enough to spread his name across the world, and the Six Emperors would pay more attention to him. This kind of reputation wasn’t necessarily a good thing. He would get more attention.

In the Seven Realms, it was clear that he did not have any real friends. Yu Sheng and Ye Qingyao had not fully grasped control yet. They couldn’t represent the Devil Realm or Dark World.

Thus, he had to become stronger. He would only be a bit safer if, one day, none of the Six Emperors could threaten to defeat him.

The Six Emperors had been emperors for many years, and it was all in the era after the Heavenly Path collapsed. Ye Futian guessed that their abilities were above that of Haotian the Great. Thus, he didn’t dare to get careless.

Under the Micro Heavenly Path, everyone bathed in the divine light of the Law, comprehending and cultivating. They improved speedily.

Cultivating in Ye Futian’s Micro Heavenly Path was cheating. It was like the Eight Legions in ancient times. The Heavenly Path bestowed the Power of the Law to them directly, letting them rule the law of the world.

However, this Micro Heavenly Path had been created by Ye Futian himself. He was qualified to cheat. He represented the Heavenly Path.

Of course, other than that, they still had to feel for themselves. The Eight Legions under the Heavenly Path back then had all been chosen because they possessed the extraordinary talent to be the representatives of the Heavenly Path in the world.

Right then, Ye Futian’s figure appeared in the vast void. He could see the entire world and, naturally, also saw the cultivation statuses of the Ye Imperial Palace members.

“Still too slow,” Ye Futian murmured. The cultivators of the Ye Imperial Palace were not untalented. They could be said to be very strong, and all had had great opportunities later. However, their cultivation times were still too short.

“Time,” Ye Futian murmured. Whether it was him or the cultivators of the Ye Imperial Palace, they all needed time.

In any world, time was constant, but in a different world, time might be different.

When he cultivated in the Spirit Mountain of Western Heaven, he had seen it recorded in the Buddhist Scriptures that time had been the same when different Buddhas cultivated in a different world. There was also the stance that time was not real—it did not exist and had been made up.

Time itself was an empty concept.

Even though people had different sense of time in different situations, he thought about this problem early on. He was the ruler of this Heavenly Path, so could he control the time of this Micro Heavenly Path too?