Peerless God Emperor

Just then, Qin Wushuang walked up, his eyes shining with a bloodthirsty light, he was extremely enchanting and with the sword in hand, an endless Evil Qi enveloped his body, and he walked towards Qin Xuan, step by step.    

    

Qin Xuan calmly watched as Qin Wushuang walked over, before the look in his eyes suddenly changed, and it was as if endless devil power was released, as he looked straight into Qin Wushuang's eyes. In that instant, Qin Wushuang's soul trembled, and then the scene before him changed, as if he had arrived in another time and space.    

    

In this desolate space, there was no one. Only the evil aura that filled the sky still remained. It was a black mass that exuded a deathly stillness, causing people to feel a sense of oppression.    

    

As Qin Wushuang looked at the scene in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed past his eyes as if he had understood something.    

    

"That's because your illusion techniques are too weak." Qin Xuan said indifferently: "Qin Wushuang, today. You and I should have had an end. "    

    

This was an illusion created by Qin Xuan. Unless he could break this illusion, he would never be able to leave this space and time.    

    

"Break?" Qin Wushuang was a little confused, and said: "Did you make a mistake? I think there might be a misunderstanding between us."    

    

"Misunderstanding?" Qin Xuan shook his head, his eyes staring straight at Qin Wushuang, as he said indifferently: "Look at who I am."    

    

With that said, Qin Xuan's face contorted, as though strands of light was flowing inside, changing his appearance, very quickly, a handsome face appeared in front of Qin Wushuang's eyes.    

    

Qin Wushuang looked at this incomparably familiar face, and his pupils gradually dilated. A hint of disbelief emerged from within, as if he had seen something terrifying, and he cried out involuntarily: "How could this be?! This is impossible!"    

    

That person clearly died several years ago, and was taken away by the Hand of God. How could he still be alive?    

    

"Isn't it surprising to see my true appearance?" Qin Xuan looked at Qin Wushuang indifferently, and said: "Did you think that I had already fallen, and thus announced to the outside world that you have obtained the inheritance of the gods, or even called yourself the son of the gods?"    

    

Hearing that, Qin Wushuang's body trembled, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Qin Xuan and said: "I did not guess wrong, the inheritance is real, you have obtained it."    

    

"So what? That's not important." Qin Xuan said indifferently, "Ao Kun and Cen Xie have already paid the price, now it's your turn."    

    

Instantly, Qin Wushuang remembered some things about the Profound Spirit World. Cen Xie and Ao Kun had both died by his hands, and it was laughable that he hadn't realized it at all.    

    

Now it seemed that everything was within Qin Xuan's plans, that even he had been schemed against.    

    

"Although you have obtained the inheritance, you might not be able to defeat me." Qin Wushuang's eyes suddenly revealed a tinge of confidence, he was holding onto the Sobbing Blood Sword, although his strength was not as strong as Qin Xuan, the Sobbing Blood Sword was sufficient to make up for the disparity in strength.    

    

Qin Xuan looked at Qin Wushuang with contempt in his eyes, and said: Why do I need to use the inheritance to kill you?    

    

Qin Wushuang's expression froze, she did not need to use the inheritance to kill him, was she confident or arrogant?    

    

Qin Xuan used his actions to tell Qin Wushuang the answer. He casually stepped out and a devil light blossomed beneath his feet. That devil light was extremely powerful and shot into the sky.    

    

"The power of the Devil Dao." Qin Wushuang's expression shook, Qin Xuan had actually cultivated the power of the Devil Dao, and was even so powerful, was he not afraid of the backlash?    

    

"Roar!"    

    

A dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, the Evil Dragon's huge body tumbled in the sky, countless amounts of devil energy roared and pounced out like snakes, blasting into the clouds and the sky was covered with devil energy, revealing its terrifying devil might.    

    

Qin Wushuang's expression changed, but he still did not lose his will to fight, he relied on the Sobbing Blood Sword, other forces might be useful to others, but they were completely useless to Qin Xuan.    

    

Qin Wushuang raised the Sobbing Blood Sword in his hand, his figure suddenly shot out, the Spirit Qi of the heaven and earth started to rage, as though it was pulled by some kind of force, it started to rush towards Qin Wushuang, or more accurately, it was channeling into the Sobbing Blood Sword.    

    

Qin Xuan suddenly felt that the blood in his body was somewhat restless, as though it was about to break away from his control. His entire body started to tremble, and every piece of his flesh and blood started to swell, as if it was about to explode.    

    

"What kind of power is this?! It can control my flesh and blood!" was shocked. The Stellar Wanxiang Diagram was circulating at a berserk pace, trying to suppress the energy that caused his flesh and blood to throb. But even so, he was still unable to completely control it.    

    

"I originally didn't want to kill you, but since you revealed your identity, you can't blame me for it." Qin Wushuang laughed out loud, a sinister killing intent flashed past his eyes. At the moment, he was like a peerless demon, completely devoid of humanity.    

    

Boom!    

    

With a loud explosion, an extremely tyrannical power exploded forth from Qin Xuan's body, mixed with both the aura of the Devil Dao and the Thunder. Streams of lightning circulated around his body, as if he was wearing a layer of thunder armor;    

    

Qin Xuan struck out with his fist. The terrifying power was like a mountain flood that exploded with power and unstoppable. Endless rays of lightning covered his fist and it was unknown just how much power was contained within it.    

    

The Sobbing Blood Sword shook suddenly, as though a terrifying gigantic force had struck the sword, causing Qin Wushuang's expression to change greatly, the palm of his hand directly splitting the sword, but his hands were still holding onto the sword tightly, as though he was holding onto his life, he did not want to let go.    

    

Obviously, he knew very well that if he lost the Sobbing Blood Sword, he would definitely die.    

    

However, Qin Xuan's punch, which contained the strength of a thunder dragon, was so powerful that it sent both him and his sword flying.    

    

Qin Wushuang's body flew horizontally in the air, his long hair in a mess in the wind. The sharp astral wind tore apart his clothes, and left several deep streaks of blood on his face.    

    

Qin Xuan's figure flashed as he arrived beside Qin Wushuang, and directly lifted his body. His expression was incomparably cold, and just as Qin Wushuang raised his head and was about to say something, he felt a huge force come towards him. Before he could even react, he was once again sent flying …    

    

This was not the end, Qin Xuan extended out his palm, the center of his palm released a suction force, following that, Qin Wushuang's body flew back, welcoming Qin Xuan's simple and honest punch.    

    

Similar scenes continued to play out in the illusion. A loud rumbling sound reverberated throughout the illusion. Within the sound, one could faintly hear the sound of bones breaking, as well as heart-tearing and lung-splitting screams.    

    

If anyone else saw this, they would have a whole new understanding of Qin Xuan. In their hearts, Qin Xuan was unrestrained and arrogant, even in battle, they had never seen such a berserk Qin Xuan.    

    

In the outside world, the spectators could only see layers of dark clouds. They could vaguely see two silhouettes within the dark clouds, yet there weren't any explosive battles erupting. On the contrary, it was as though they were looking at each other.    

    

Many people revealed doubtful expressions, not knowing what was going on inside. Some people with high cultivation bases could faintly guess what was going on. The two of them might be fighting in a different way, but the victor had yet to be decided.    

    

"Qin Wushuang specializes in illusion techniques, so I presume that by pulling Skymount Swordsman into this illusion, with the help of the Sobbing Blood Sword, the chances of him winning is extremely high." Someone said.    

    

"That might not be true, previously, Qin Wushuang's illusion techniques were useless against Skymount Swordsman, but even in the illusion world, Skymount Swordsman's power would not decrease, and would only change to a different environment to fight in." Someone immediately refuted.    

    

After a few breaths of time, Qin Xuan stopped his tyrannical abuse of Qin Wushuang, Qin Wushuang laid at Qin Xuan's feet like mud, on his last breath, his entire body was full of wounds, his face was covered in blood, and if not for someone familiar, they would not even be able to recognize him.    

    

"You … Good... Ruthless! " Qin Wushuang spat out an unintelligible voice, although both of his eyes were bloodshot, the resentment in his eyes, was extremely obvious.    

    

"Ruthless?" Qin Xuan lowered his head and muttered. Then, when Qin Wushuang had trapped them inside the Tai Yi Treasure Light Tower and wanted to poison them to death, did he feel that it was too ruthless?    

    

The cycle of karma, the sowing of evil, must bear fruit.    

    

When misfortune descended upon him, he realized that his fate was not fair. However, he had forgotten the injustice he had inflicted on others when he had planted the evil seed. This was rather laughable.    

    

"If you truly wake up, you will never forget your evil deeds in the next life." Qin Xuan looked at Qin Wushuang, a bright lightning flashed past his eyes, shooting straight into Qin Wushuang's eyes.    

    

Qin Wushuang groaned, he only felt his soul being torn apart by a destructive force, and after a few seconds, his body fell backwards, gradually becoming illusory.