"Lu Yuan, wait for me to come meet you..." A sudden, fierce roar rang out, and a figure resembling a wild man abruptly appeared.

This wild man was entirely black, with a sturdy upper body and coarse cloth shorts on his lower half. He gripped a long, dark cudgel in his hands.

The pitch-black cudgel shimmered with an absorbing darkness that seized the soul.

This individual was the Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization, a figure from the Ninth Epoch.

This man was not born ordinary; he was the very first human to emerge in this epoch after the initial carving of the earth and heavens—a wild man, by definition.

Due to his origins, he possessed immense inherent fortune, further honed by the cultivation of the Sovereign of the Ancient Wilderness Civilization, resulting in extraordinary current achievements.

This person had a unique trait: an incredibly bizarre body-refining technique that granted him invincible strength!

His might was certainly not inferior to the powers wielded by the Axe Civilization or the Might Civilization; it might even surpass them. His staff was famously known as the "One Breath Wind-Fire Earth-Splitting Cudgel." People from other civilizations could ignore the Son of the Wilds—whether he lived or died didn't matter to them—but the people of the Ancient Wilderness Civilization could not. The Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization burst forth, interposing himself before the Son of the Wilds.

Lu Yuan paid no heed, bringing down one foot... a direct slash, pouring all his magical power into the strike.

BOOM!

With a single impact, the Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization was jolted backward. How could this be? He clearly felt Lu Yuan’s power was not greater than his own, so how could he be sent flying backward? But recalling the moment, he realized there was a strain of eternal magic within Lu Yuan's power—the Eternal Force. The Son of the Wilds also possessed this, but the Son of the Wilds' Eternal Force was nowhere near as terrifying as Lu Yuan's.

Having blasted the Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization away with one blow, Lu Yuan immediately pressed the advantage. If he didn't eliminate this leader of the Savage Lands Civilization, killing the Son of the Wilds would be difficult. Lu Yuan paused no longer; instantly, he activated the limit of his Ten Great Moves, simultaneously summoning all his Clones of Constraint, culminating in the Sword of Constraint against the Wilds, which held immense power with nine-tenths of his strength.

The magical power of the Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization was originally on par with Lu Yuan's, but because Lu Yuan possessed zero point eight percent of the Eternal Force, the quality of his magical power utterly surpassed that of the Deputy Sovereign.

As the Ten Great Moves Limit unleashed simultaneously, the Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization had no maneuverability to cope and was immediately struck, revealing complete openings. He attempted to rely on his signature defense—as the first wild man created since the heavens and earth were sundered, his defensive capabilities were extremely potent. He erected his defenses to meet the attack head-on, but the Sword of Constraint against the Wilds effortlessly sliced through his guard. The Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization was instantly shocked, severely injured by a single move.

The Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization, now heavily wounded, dared not block Lu Yuan again. Even if he wanted to protect the Son of the Wilds, he had to save his own life first.

Instantly suffering grave injuries, the Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization immediately executed the Wild Movement Technique and fled the scene.

If Lu Yuan pursued the Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization now, he was confident he could take the Deputy Sovereign's life within twenty moves.

Do not think twenty moves is a lot; in fact, twenty moves is exceedingly few.

It is considered remarkably efficient even to fell a Ninth Epoch figure in twenty thousand moves.

Those who reach the Ninth Epoch level are inherently supreme beings of heaven and earth; killing them is never simple.

Thus, what Lu Yuan achieved was truly astonishing.

The Deputy Sovereign of the Savage Lands Civilization, gravely wounded and fleeing within two or three exchanges, caused the other Deputy Sovereigns of the Ancient Wilderness Civilization, who had intended to aid the Son of the Wilds, to halt in their tracks. Lu Yuan was too fierce, too ruthless; they had no desire to seek death.

Lu Yuan turned his gaze upon the Son of the Wilds: "Now, no one can save you. Die for me."

The Son of the Wilds, unable to fight and unable to flee, was already in despair. He roared furiously, "Lu Yuan, I will fight you to the death!" Instantly, the Son of the Wilds vanished. This sensation was familiar: Immortal Trace, a wondrous technique ranked fifth among the Immortal Ancient Civilization's skills. Lu Yuan, having encountered this wondrous technique for the second time, was prepared.

Where the Heart lies, the Sword lies.

Heart Sword, Sever!

Lu Yuan executed the sword strike, and the blade followed without the slightest hesitation.

The Son of the Wilds shrieked as the sword struck him, piercing through his shoulder. His face turned deathly pale: "How is this possible? How could you break my Immortal Trace so quickly?"

Lu Yuan smiled faintly: "Because your Immortal Trace has a flaw; it is not the complete Immortal Trace." This was technically a fabrication. True, the Son of the Wilds' Immortal Trace was incomplete, but if Lu Yuan hadn't learned Yan Cangtian’s Heart Sword technique, he couldn't have broken such an Immortal Trace either. The onlookers were equally stunned, never imagining that a wonder ranked fifth could be shattered so easily.

Lu Yuan’s Nourishing My Spirit Sword swept out again; he absolutely could not give the Son of the Wilds even a sliver of breathing room. Lu Yuan summoned the limit of his Ten Great Moves, relentlessly whirling them toward the Son of the Wilds. The Son of the Wilds, having no other recourse by this point, could only muster his Six Limits in counterattack: Annihilation of the Ten Directions battling Invincibility of the Six Harmonies!

However, when it came to limit techniques, sheer numbers always held the advantage.

Rumble! Lu Yuan’s sword pierced the Son of the Wilds' chest. Including previous injuries, forty percent of the Son of the Wilds' World of the Wilds was destroyed.

Lu Yuan’s sword light flashed again, piercing his left chest; the World of the Wilds was destroyed by fifty percent. Yet, the Son of the Wilds was not entirely hopeless. He was the Child of Supreme Fortune, possessing unrivaled destiny. Countless times he had relied on fortune to turn the tide against powerful enemies; he would have a chance to reverse this, someone would certainly come to save him.

In a flash of electric speed, Lu Yuan’s sword light struck the Son of the Wilds again. Seventy percent of his World of the Wilds was obliterated. He was still waiting for rescue; someone must come, because as the Child of First Fortune, the strongest inheritor of destiny after Sword Ancient Dou Tian, he had gained immeasurable fortune from the Eternal Gate.

Lu Yuan’s sword light struck the Son of the Wilds once more, destroying ninety percent of his World of the Wilds. Why had no one come to save him? Damn it, hurry up!

The final sword strike!

The last, chilling streak of sword light struck the Son of the Wilds. His eyes were still filled with bewilderment. At that moment, the Son of the Wilds' Minor Thousand World of the Wilds began to utterly disintegrate. Once the Minor Thousand World was destroyed, the person followed. The Son of the Wilds roared, "Why? Why is no one coming to save me? I am the destiny of heaven, destined to become a Civilization Sovereign, destined to strive for the Eternal Lordship! Why? Why?" He was unwilling; such a magnificent destiny awaited him.

He once believed he was destined to become the supreme being under heaven and on earth.

He had stepped over countless geniuses.

Even the so-called peerless genius, the Son of Magic, and the Son of Immortals, were not his match for several moves.

He had once caused countless elder masters to look upon him with sudden awe.

Once, once, too many glories flashed above the head of the Son of the Wilds.

And now, was he to die? To perish at the hands of this seemingly ordinary figure clad in green robes?

The spirit in the Son of the Wilds' eyes gradually faded.

"I am not convinced!" After roaring out his refusal, the Son of the Wilds' life force vanished at an alarming rate. Finally, he was dead.

Having finally slain the Son of the Wilds, Lu Yuan let out a long breath. Back when he was in the Jin Kingdom, he had heard of the Seven Children of Fortune. Later, in the Central Heavenly Dynasty, he learned just how lofty the Seven Children of Fortune were. After defeating the Son of the Sword, he heard the Son of the Sword was merely the weakest among them, and the Son of the Wilds was a top contender. Following that came the warning from the Son of Immortals, and then the Son of the Wilds came to kill him. If the Deputy Sovereign of the Confucian Civilization hadn't intervened, Lu Yuan would have died then. Afterward, he clashed with the Son of the Wilds several times, failing to gain the upper hand. The last time, it was only because the Son of the Wilds was injured first and then ambushed by Lu Yuan that he gained an advantage; in a true head-to-head fight, he might not have won.

And now, he had finally won against the Son of the Wilds, killing him.

Exhilarating!

Satisfying!

A heavy pressure lifted from his heart.

And the surroundings were silent, still, even dead silent.

The Son of the Wilds, the Child of Supreme Fortune, a phenomenal figure emerging perhaps once in hundreds of millions of years, or perhaps never, in the Central Heavenly Dynasty—and he was dead! Although Lu Yuan chasing the Son of the Wilds had been shocking, no one had genuinely expected the Son of the Wilds to die. Even if the Son of the Wilds lacked trump cards for a counterattack, someone should have come to save him.

But now, no one was here!

Truly, not a single soul!

Countless people were dumbfounded!

What kind of situation was this!

The fun had just begun!

The death of the Son of the Wilds, the Child of Supreme Fortune, at Lu Yuan's hands meant that, from this moment on, Lu Yuan should be the Child of Supreme Fortune. The previous epoch was the Epoch of the Sword; in this epoch, Lu Yuan, who wields the sword, is the Child of Supreme Fortune. This sounded bizarre to the World Realm cultivators, but the knowledgeable Civilization Realm cultivators felt a wave of sheer strangeness. Could it be...?

"Hahahaha! The Son of the Wilds is dead!" The Sovereign of the Ancient Law Civilization roared with laughter. He was currently engaging the Sovereign of the Immortal Ancient Civilization. This burst of laughter held immense satisfaction.

"Lu Yuan, you are truly interesting," Chang'e was fighting the Sovereign of the Ancient Wilderness Civilization. The strength of the Ancient Wilderness Sovereign was actually somewhat lower than the Ancient Law and Immortal Ancient Sovereigns. Chang'e’s own power, once formidable, had not yet fully recovered, which is why she was handling the Ancient Wilderness Sovereign instead of her old rival, Hong of the Immortal Ancient Civilization.

The Sovereign of the Transformation Law Civilization, while sparring with his opponent, pondered over his Hundred Quadrant War Chess pieces. Suddenly, he laughed heartily: "Good. Deputy Sovereign of the Fate Calculation Civilization, your calculations of destiny are profoundly mistaken." The Deputy Sovereign of the Fate Calculation Civilization's expression shifted slightly. In his divination, the Son of the Wilds was supposed to ascend to the position of Civilization Sovereign! This was a blow to him, whose doctrine claimed, "If it's not fated, it's not worth pursuing."

The First Imperial Son of Transformation Law stared dumbfounded—his brother-in-law was too ferocious!

Zhou Qingxuan smiled slightly: "Well done, Lu Yuan."

Feng Shang, Deputy Sovereign of the Civilization of Wounds, stroked his chin: "He actually did it?"

The Deputy Sovereign of the Heavenly Attack Civilization from the Magic Treasure Civilization secretly thought: Finding Lu Yuan to lean on was definitely the right choice. Lu Yuan’s potential was off the charts—the Child of Supreme Fortune!

Shi Fei Xian started, realizing Senior Brother Lu was truly remarkable.

Wan Wan thought to herself that seeking refuge with Lu Yuan was absolutely correct.

Jian Xiong sighed with emotion, recalling how he and Lu Yuan were once considered equals.

Xiao Feng Xiong laughed heartily while overpowering his enemy. Though wounded, he fought more bravely as Lu Yuan's performance was too outstanding.

Murong Huangfu felt the gap between them was immeasurable.

As for the subordinates of the Ancient Wilderness Civilization who had pledged loyalty to him, they felt the heavens were collapsing! Their investment had completely failed!

Because of the Son of the Wilds' death, countless people, countless minds—both the righteous and the antagonistic factions—all pondered and analyzed, each with their own unique conclusions.