790: Chapter 271: Instigate 790: Chapter 271: Instigate The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow and his compatriots were aware of the Supreme’s doubts.
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow proudly declared, “My father and the others have already found a way to return.
No one can stop them.
Their return has become inevitable; it only requires a little time to prepare.”
Upon hearing his words, the eyes of the Supreme lit up.
If that were truly the case, they truly had no worries anymore.
“It will only take ten years.
By then, my Emperor and Emperor Jun will return.
With the power of my Emperor and Emperor Jun, even The Three Pure Ones will have to fear them,” Shao Siming said sneeringly.
No one doubted this statement in the slightest.
The Eastern Emperor Tai Yi was no weaker than Emperor Jun, and Emperor Jun was no weaker than the Haotian God.
As the prime figure among the ten strongest of the Primordial era, the power of the Haotian God was indeed infinitely close to that of The Three Pure Ones.
With such strength, plus the help of a group of Supremes, opposing The Three Pure Ones was not a difficult matter for them.
“Let us endure in silence for another ten years; it will be but a flick of the fingers,” said the Law Ancestor with a smile.
The others shared the same plan; to them, ten years was indeed just the flick of a finger.
They were all ancient beings who had existed for countless eras; hundreds or even thousands of years passed in a blink.
Anyway, during these ten years, they just needed to keep quiet and avoid stirring up any trouble.
“Of course, if there is a chance, it is still better to rally a few more powerful figures.
To oppose The Three Pure Ones, the more Supremes, the better.
Just try not to create too much commotion.
If we really draw the attention of The Three Pure Ones, they will surely act to eradicate us,” Lord of Heaven Ancestor cautioned, quite wary of The Three Pure Ones.
“Don’t worry, The Three Pure Ones won’t do that; they won’t massacre the Supremes wantonly,” the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow said with a grin.
“Why not?”
The Divine Ancestors were taken aback and immediately asked.
But the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow did not answer; instead, he just smiled and said, “There are things my father has instructed me not to reveal, so even if you ask, I won’t tell.”
The others then turned their gaze to Shao Siming.
Shao Siming gave a slight smile and said, “I don’t know what the Tenth Prince is talking about.
After all, the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi is my lord, not my father.
He wouldn’t possibly tell me everything.”
The Divine Ancestors were somewhat disappointed and also a bit resentful.
What could there be that couldn’t be shared with them?
Seeing the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow acting all mysterious, they were quite frustrated.
This fellow had aroused everyone’s curiosity but revealed nothing, which was exceedingly vexing.
If it weren’t for the fact that Emperor Jun was the father of the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow and they would still need Emperor Jun’s help to battle The Three Pure Ones in the future, they might have already reprimanded him or even taken action to subdue the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow by force.
Feeling the discontent among the crowd, the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow didn’t seem to care much, and he indifferently declared, “Eventually, you will understand that I am doing this for your own good.”
The Supremes scoffed internally; a junior dared to speak to them in such a manner, which was utterly laughable.
If the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow were a Supreme, perhaps they could have accepted it a bit more.
But the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow was merely a Sub-Paramount; what right did he have to treat them this way?
Claiming it was for their own good was sheer arrogance.
Of course, they wouldn’t voice such thoughts openly, only thinking them quietly.
No one indeed dared to offend the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow to his face.
The crowds dispersed, with Shao Siming and the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow walking together.
Both of them had received orders from Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, instructing them to journey together, meanwhile, contacting some Supremes to rally more masters.
When they returned, these masters would become their aid.
Whether it be forming an alliance or a union, it was all the same.
“You shouldn’t have told them earlier; even if you had, they wouldn’t have appreciated it, and since you can’t talk about it, it’s just like needlessly offending a group of people,” Shao Siming said calmly.
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow was somewhat disdainful, replying with a cold laugh, “How was I to know those Supremes would be so petty?
They lack the magnanimity of a Supreme, in no way comparable to my father and the others.”
Shao Siming faintly smiled and replied, “They are indeed Supremes, but they are Supremes from the Primordial era.
Do you understand what that means?
Ancient Gods and Devils were unrefined and barbaric, hardly different from beasts; how high can your expectations be for them?”
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow: “…”
He glanced at Shao Siming, somewhat surprised.
“How do I feel like you are somewhat different now, completely unlike the way you were before?
The previous you wouldn’t have been this calm.”
He was indeed puzzled; the Shao Siming of the past was crazy and paranoid, easily angered and carrying a fierce aura.
But now, Shao Siming was terrifyingly calm, his sharpness concealed; compared to before, he was far more fearsome now.
Shao Siming gave a slight smile and remarked, “This is the real me.”
“The real you is a lot more terrifying,”
the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow remarked.
Just then, a burst of arrow light appeared, creating a Divine Rainbow, piercing through heaven and earth, heading straight for him.
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow’s complexion changed; he felt a sudden intense surge in the opponent’s aura.
It was Great Yi; he had found him and shot this arrow.
The Tenth Son of the Golden Crow took action, shattering the arrow.
His gaze was filled with murderous intent, glaring at Great Yi below, his eyes burning with intense fury.
“Great Yi, you are courting death.”
The body of the Tenth Son of the Golden Crow was trembling, a natural fear taking hold.
Yet, he was much better prepared now than before and, at least, wouldn’t be completely at a loss like in the past.