East Emperor Palace.
Above the nine heavens, purple lightning danced wildly, and mists surged around an ancient TianQue bathed in thunderous light, with fierce heavenly winds howling and divine brilliance shining all around.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was among the myriad of silver lightning dragons. This visit to see the East Emperor felt somewhat surreal to him. Stepping out from the Great Hall and looking down at the vast land from the high skies gave him a distinctly different feeling.
Human Saint Child.
It was merely an empty title that brought no resources to aid him. He had to fight for everything himself, and not only were there established saint children by the Human Emperor, but also those with exceptional talents challenging him, wishing to take his place.
All of this would push him to the crest of the most ferocious wave!