The Crown Prince had come, emerging from a chaotic aspect of space-time, using such incredible power that he seemed like a heavenly god stepping out of primeval times.

The hearts of many of the spectators began to pound, some with excitement, some with fervor, and some with anxiety. After all, this was a person of legendary fame, the Crown Prince.

He was the founder of the Crown Prince Society, and had power and connections everywhere in the world. Many people would feel suffocated just at the mention of his name. Supposedly, he was already at the peak of the Legendary level, and was just on the verge of becoming a Great Sage. He was the type of individual that ordinary persons couldn’t compare to, and in fact, the current chancellor of the Demi-Immortal Institute, and even many of the prime elders, all knew that he would succeed as the next chancellor.

Soon, he would control the entire institute.

Yang Qi felt so much pressure weighing down on him that he had to suppress the urge to drop flat onto the ground. If it weren’t for the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth, and his connection to the golden imp, he would already be coughing up blood.

This was true power, and...