Chapter 912: The Son of Destiny

"You actually have a quasi-divine artifact in your hand. No wonder you showed no reaction at all when you got the Heavenly King Bell just now." The shadow said, slightly surprised.

In his view, someone of Ye Yuan's strength should have been ecstatic to obtain a top-grade sacred artifact. But Ye Yuan looked at the Heavenly King Bell as calmly as an ancient well.

"Is... is it Lord Long Zhan?"

An uncertain voice suddenly sounded. Long Teng had somehow woken up and revealed himself.

Judging by his tone, he actually knew that shadow.

"I didn't expect there to be someone in the world who still remembers me! Eh, you're actually a spirit. A dignified dragon clan member becoming someone else's artifact spirit—how disgraceful!" The shadow said with displeasure.

Ye Yuan snorted coldly and said, "Sir, as a dragon clan member, aren't you also a gatekeeper? How much better are you than Senior Long Teng?"

Ye Yuan was very protective of his own. Hearing the shadow belittle Long Teng, he naturally felt unhappy, and even changed his address.

When Ye Yuan was unhappy about something, even if the other party was the Jade Emperor, he wouldn't back down half a step.

"Ye Yuan, don't be rude! Lord Long Zhan is... is a divine path powerhouse! The Coiling Dragon Heaven-Shattering Palm was created by Lord Long Zhan!"

Long Teng clearly had great respect for Long Zhan, even to the point of worship, so he didn't mind his attitude at all.

Hearing Long Teng's words, Ye Yuan was also shocked. He didn't expect that the shadow before him was actually a divine path powerhouse!

Moreover, the Coiling Dragon Heaven-Shattering Palm that Ye Yuan practiced was actually created by this shadow before him.

Having practiced the Coiling Dragon Heaven-Shattering Palm for a long time, Ye Yuan deeply understood the power of this martial technique. Cultivating this technique to its peak would definitely not be inferior to Lingzhe Divine King's Nine Suns Burning Heaven!

Being able to create such a top-tier martial technique, this person must be an earth-shattering figure.

But no matter how strong the other party was, his attitude still made Ye Yuan unhappy.

"So what if he's a divine path powerhouse? Times have changed, and he's just a remnant soul now, isn't he?" Ye Yuan said unceremoniously.

"Heh, what an arrogant brat! Don't tell me you think that with just a remnant soul, I can't do anything to you? Or do you think that with the quasi-divine artifact in your hand, you can stop me?" Long Zhan sneered.

Ye Yuan showed no weakness: "Sir, feel free to try!"

Long Teng, listening from the side, broke out in a cold sweat.

This kid Ye Yuan was too arrogant!

Lord Long Zhan was a true divine path powerhouse!

The divine realm represented invincibility! Even a mere remnant soul could not be profaned by an emperor realm powerhouse, let alone a mere Enlightenment Realm like Ye Yuan.

But Long Teng also knew that Ye Yuan was doing this all for him. Shocked as he was, Long Teng still felt warmth in his heart.

However, Long Zhan did not fly into a rage as Long Teng had imagined; instead, he fell silent.

After a moment, Long Zhan spoke: "Killing you, why would I need to do it myself? Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Do you really want to challenge the ultimate inheritance?"

Ye Yuan was also slightly surprised. He had been ready for a big fight, but he didn't expect Long Zhan to agree to let him challenge the ultimate inheritance!

It seemed that Long Zhan was very confident in the ultimate inheritance, believing that Ye Yuan couldn't pass it.

"Ridiculous. Do you think I look like someone who jokes?" Ye Yuan said.

"Arrogant and ignorant brat, you will regret it!" Long Zhan said.

"I'm afraid the one who will regret is you!" Ye Yuan retorted.

"Wait!" Long Teng suddenly interrupted their conversation and said, "Lord Long Zhan, the ultimate inheritance you mentioned—could it be the Dragon God's Sound?"

"It seems you know quite a bit! Yes, it is the Dragon God's Sound. What, regret it?" Long Zhan said with a hint of mockery.

Hearing this, Ye Yuan said disdainfully, "Do you think I'll fall for such a low-grade激将法? In my dictionary, there is no such word as 'regret'!"

"No! Ye Yuan, you cannot challenge the Dragon God's Sound!" Long Teng directly interrupted Ye Yuan and advised, "The Dragon God's Sound is one of the strongest martial techniques of the dragon clan! Once the Dragon God's Sound is unleashed, mountains and rivers shatter, heaven and earth overturn, almost possessing the power to destroy the world! With your current strength, it's absolutely impossible to withstand it!"

Long Zhan laughed: "Don't worry, there is no one in the world now who can cultivate the Dragon God's Sound to that level. The Dragon God's Sound here doesn't even have a millionth of that power."

A martial technique with the power to destroy the world—how formidable was that? Even a millionth of its power was not something a mere Enlightenment Realm martial artist could resist.

Since Long Teng knew about the Dragon God's Sound and had described its power, Long Zhan thought Ye Yuan would never accept this trial.

However, he was wrong!

"Heh, the strongest martial technique of the dragon clan? I'm very interested! I want to see just how powerful the Dragon God's Sound really is!" Ye Yuan said with a light laugh.

Long Teng's expression changed, knowing that Ye Yuan's stubbornness had flared up.

Having spent a long time with Ye Yuan, he understood his temperament quite well.

Once Ye Yuan's stubbornness kicked in, even nine dragons couldn't pull him back. But then again, without such an indomitable spirit, how could a genius truly grow into a real powerhouse?

"What a spirited brat. I hope you can still smile later!" Long Zhan said indifferently.

No one knew the power of the Dragon God's Sound better than him. An Enlightenment Realm brat, no matter how heaven-defying, could not withstand it.

Was the dragon clan's strongest martial technique a joke?

Long Zhan turned to Long Teng and said, "Kid, it's bad enough that you've become someone else's artifact spirit, but your choice of successor is also unimpressive! You actually fancy such a fool!"

Long Teng shook his head and said, "He is not my chosen successor; he is the successor chosen by the Haotian Stele! Although the Dragon God's Sound is powerful, in my opinion, he is not without a chance!"

"The Haotian Stele! This kid, is he the Son of Destiny? This... how is this possible?" Hearing this name, Long Zhan was finally moved.

Long Teng nodded: "The role of the Haotian Tower is merely to conceal the Haotian Stele! Who it chooses as its successor—how could I, a mere artifact spirit, control that?"

Long Zhan fell silent, not speaking for a long time.

This news brought him too great a shock.

The Haotian Stele, a name that shook heaven and earth in human history, had appeared again. And the youth before him was actually the successor chosen by the Haotian Stele!

Every successor of the Haotian Stele would eventually grow into an earth-shattering powerhouse.

Every appearance of the Haotian Stele also heralded the arrival of a chaotic era.

The successor of the Haotian Stele would play a pivotal role whenever a chaotic era came.

Hence, he was called the Son of Destiny!

And on this side, the Dragon God's Sound had already been activated...