Eternal Holy Emperor

Everyone was shocked, as one of the ancient heroes finally made a move—Long Guao from the Soaring Dragon Empire appeared.

He descended before the Trial Gate, showing outright contempt and disdain for Xia Yang’s inability to push open the Seventh Level of Trial, not bothering to conceal it.

This surprised many, for it must be noted that even just opening the Fifth Trial Gate was a feat only a handful among those present could achieve, let alone the Sixth Level of Trial that only Xia Yang had managed to open.

This was undoubtedly a splendid achievement, and at least they believed that more than half of the people in the Heavenly Level Academy would be unable to accomplish this.

After all, not all the elites from the Heavenly Level Academy were in the Martial God Realm; less than half of them were.

But now to be looked down upon like this, it made many people furrow their brows, feeling that it was too arrogant.

But after knowing the identity of the other party, everyone fell silent, even the few Martial God Realm elders present, and Elder Ouyang of the Heavenly Divine Realm as well, none of them uttered a word.

For the other party had the right to be so proud.

Each ancient hero was always the most dazzling; otherwise, they wouldn’t have been sealed away this lifetime, seeking to surpass the Divine.

Faced with such contempt and disdain, Xia Yang did not get angry; instead, he just looked at Long Guao with furrowed brows, seeming a bit displeased, but he did not retort. He knew the true terror of these ancient heroes. In both the present and throughout history, the only one who might match them could only be Ye Chen, this unrivaled prodigy.

Xia Yang’s aloofness caught Long Guao’s attention, and it evidently upset him. Others being ancient heroes were disregarded, but now even a minor Martial God dared to do so; it was audacious. With a flick of his sleeve, a terrifying force shot out, hurling Xia Yang away and causing him to bleed from the corners of his mouth.