Peerless God Emperor

In the middle of the air, two towering figures stood facing each other. One of them was radiating an aura of violence, akin to that of a god of war. His aura was unstoppable.    

    

The other man was dressed in a black robe's robe, his eyes were as deep as stars, his black hair was dancing in the wind, and the Sword Intent was protecting his body, looking extremely graceful.    

    

The people below all looked up at the two figures in front of them, and even Ximen Bingyue had forgotten to look, this battle had nothing to do with Ximen Bingyue.    

    

Ximen Bingyue's expression was somewhat ashamed. Without a doubt, she had lost this battle, and very miserably as well.    

    

Before her arrival, her father had told her not to underestimate anyone who went up. However, she was extremely arrogant, believing that she possessed many different types of power, comparable to a Heaven's Pride. Thus, she proposed a rule of one-on-four.    

    

But now, reality had given her the most merciless and powerful of blows. If not for Lei Qianmo's carelessness, she would have had to face these three people.    

    

Xuanyuan Potian's eyes lit up, and landed on the sword, and said: "Let's begin."    

    

The sword didn't reply as a gust of wind gusted by in the middle of the air. The aura it emanated was extremely cold, causing the spectators below to involuntarily shudder. Shock could be seen reflected in the eyes of the crowd. How cold.    

    

Xuanyuan Potian frowned, the sword had already moved, a strand of resplendent sword light bloomed from his body, transforming into a pillar of light that shot into the sky, between heaven and earth, an immense Sword Intent appeared, enveloping the entire space.    

    

"This wave of Sword Intent... It's even stronger than before. " Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, the sword did not reveal its strongest power before, but he could still be stronger.    

    

"Sword dancing with the nine heavens, it seems like the sword does not plan to hold back. I wonder how many famous heaven's pride experts in Demonic Desolate Domain were defeated by this sword strike, I wonder if Xuanyuan Potian can withstand it."    

    

Sensing the Sword Intent that was descending from the sky, Xuanyuan Potian's face revealed a grave expression. He suddenly took a step forward, and with a muffled sound, the long spear appeared in front of him.    

    

"Hu!"    

    

An ear-piercing whistling sound came from the void, as though it was tearing apart a person's eardrums. The Endless Sword's intent flowed above the arena, like a line, soft and sharp, penetrating through space and merging together to form a sword river.    

    

"The Sword Intent has taken form." Qin Xuan's heart trembled once again, he was extremely shocked.    

    

"Kill!" An incomparably cold voice rang out, it was like the call of the god of death, the judgement of life and death.    

    

As the sound of his voice faded, the meandering long river of Sword Qi swooped down, containing a terrifying might as it rumbled and roared. It was like an ancient dragon that could oppress the heavens and earth, destroying everything in its path.    

    

Xuanyuan Potian's palm tensed up, he bellowed, and his body suddenly flew up, instead of retreating, he rushed forward towards the Sword Qi's river, the long spear thrusted forward, the extremely tyrannical power seemed to want to break through everything, break through the heavens and earth, and create a new world.    

    

A series of thunderous booms rang out, causing the space around them to tremble violently. At the same time, the hearts of the spectators trembled.    

    

Countless people watched the scene in the air with shock in their eyes. They could vaguely see a slender figure walking in the vast Sword River. Endless spear shadows surrounded him, and wherever he went, the Sword River would collapse inch by inch, unable to stop his footsteps.    

    

Suddenly, above the Sword River, a Black Shadow appeared continuously, its speed was extremely fast, and it was impossible to see with the naked eye. Every time it appeared, a Sword Qi would appear where it appeared, releasing terrifying undulations.    

    

Accompanied by a violent explosion, Xuanyuan Potian walked out of the Sword River, his eyes looking down at the world, suddenly his expression changed, and looked up in the sky.    

    

Over there, a Black Shadow stood there silently, as if he had been waiting for a very long time.    

    

"Sword Dance of the Nine Heavens, you're worthy of my sword." The lips of the sword moved, and then a voice came out.    

    

Xuanyuan Potian's pupils contracted, before he could react, the sword had already disappeared.    

    

In the next instant, in the area where the swords passed by, a sword light was unleashed. Countless streams of sword might that could wipe out everything erupted forth, engulfing the entire space.    

    

This entire world seemed to have turned into a world of Sword Qi, the Endless Sword Qi slashed out from the void, as if it came from above the nine heavens, and tightly wrapped the space around it like a cage, annihilating everything within.    

    

How fast were the Sword Qi? In just an instant, hundreds of sharp Sword Qi streaked past Xuanyuan Potian's side, leaving wounds so deep that bone could be seen. At the same time, Sword Intent enveloped his body, attempting to shatter the defense on the surface of his body.    

    

Xuanyuan Potian's expression changed drastically as he frantically released his Qi. His eyes turned scarlet as waves after waves of powerful aura roared. He was as though he had transformed into a peerless Demonic Beast and wanted to walk out of the Sword Qi world.    

    

However, the Sword Qi would never stop. It would never stop him from moving forward, it was simply impossible to break through.    

    

Just at this time, the sword blade appeared in mid air, taking a look at the scene inside the Sword Qi world, he stepped out, and walked down.    

    

"Do we still have to fight?" The sword opened its mouth and asked, with the same words as before, but this time it spoke to Xuanyuan Potian.    

    

Surrounded by Sword Qi, Xuanyuan Potian's expression was incomparably cold as he said: "You didn't defeat me."    

    

Hearing that, the sword frowned, although Xuanyuan Potian was trapped by the Sword Qi, he was not defeated, and did not obtain a substantial victory.    

    

"Enough." A magnetic voice sounded out, attracting the attention of countless people.    

    

The moment Ximen Bingyue heard that voice, a delicate and beautiful voice rang out. Her body involuntarily trembled as a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. It was as though she knew who the person who spoke was, and yet he actually came.    

    

The crowd was stunned at first, but they quickly understood what was going on. One by one, their faces revealed expressions of ecstasy. Did that legendary figure finally appear?    

    

Qin Xuan suddenly turned to look at Yan Qing, only to see him nod his head lightly. He immediately confirmed his thoughts, and his eyes flashed with a bright light.    

    

The sword retracted the Sword Intent. Since that person had said enough, there was no need to continue.    

    

Xuanyuan Potian, Mu Rong, and Lei Qianmo all revealed looks of excitement, as though they were looking forward to something, when that person called for the battle to stop, would he be able to see the entire battle?    

    

Under countless expectant gazes, there was a slight fluctuation in a certain space. Following which, a slender figure walked out from it.    

    

This was an incomparably handsome middle-aged man. He was clad in a simple green robe that appeared to be in his thirties, as though time had never left a mark on his face. His simple and unadorned clothes couldn't even conceal the radiance emanating from his body.    

    

This middle-aged man was surprisingly the Lone Smoke Mayor, Ximen Guyan.    

    

Ximen Guyan was like the name of the person he was referring to, the depths of his eyes contained a sense of loneliness and loneliness, his clothes were plain and simple, as though he was a person in the mountains, but his attire was extremely neat and tidy, extremely clean, giving off a sense of immortality, as though he was a person from the mortal world.    

    

The hearts of those below were all in turmoil as they stared at the supreme figure standing in the air.    

    

Ximen Guyan was a ranker who had stepped into that level, and his strength was not the slightest bit inferior to the ultimate experts of the forces behind them. But now, such a terrifying figure had appeared in front of them just like that, so it was natural.    

    

"Great Sun Thunder Palace disciple Lei Qianmo greets Senior Xi Men." Lei Qianmo was the first to kneel and speak with an extremely respectful tone.    

    

Seeing that, Xuanyuan Potian, Lu Hong and Mu Rong's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, reporting about the powers behind them, showing their respect to Ximen Guyan.    

    

The only thing he had done was to bow slightly, and did not say much. He had no one to rely on, and had relied on his own strength to this point, in his eyes, Ximen Guyan was an expert worthy of respect, that's all.    

    

"Father." Ximen Bingyue called out in shame, following that he lowered his head, not daring to look at Ximen Guyan in the eyes.    

    

Ximen Guyan casually swept a glance over Ximen Bingyue, and then his gaze landed on Lei Qianmo, and nodded: "What kind of disciple are you in Great Sun Thunder Palace?"    

    

With that said, Lei Qianmo's body trembled slightly, his expression becoming unnatural, but with Ximen Guyan personally asking him questions, he could only answer truthfully: "An elite disciple."    

    

"It's already quite good." Ximen Guyan nodded once again, then looked at Ximen Bingyue and said indifferently: "Do you know the difference now?"    

    

"Daughter knows she's wrong." Ximen Bingyue held onto the hem of his clothes with both hands and replied softly with his head lowered. He looked extremely much like a little girl who had done something wrong and was afraid that her father would punish her.    

    

Qin Xuan's gaze was somewhat doubtful as he asked Yan Qing through sound transmission, "In the Great Sun Thunder Palace, what level is an elite disciple at?"    

    

"The second tier." Yan Qing quickly replied, "The levels of the Eight Great Temples's disciples aren't too different from each other. They are all ordinary disciples, outstanding disciples, core disciples, elite disciples, and top disciples."    

    

Qin Xuan nodded his head, he was truly worthy of being a super great power, even the strength of disciples was strictly divided into groups like this, Lei Qianmo was strong, but he was only an elite disciple, and there were even stronger top disciples.    

    

"The classification of levels is not based on the strength realm, but rather on talent. Therefore, the difference between the realms of the disciples of the same level might be very big, especially among the top disciples. The weakest might only be the Origin King, but the strongest might have already stepped into the Emperor Realm." Yan Qing continued to speak.    

    

"What!" Qin Xuan was shocked, there was still an Emperor Realm expert amongst the top disciples?    

    

As if he had seen the shock in Qin Xuan's eyes, Yan Qing explained unhurriedly: "The Emperor Realm may be able to call the wind and summon the rain in other places, but in Tianxuan Nine Domains, and especially in the Divine Palace, they do not have that much energy.    

    

"Of course, the top disciples who have entered the High Rank of Monarch Stage would normally not appear, and most would cultivate quietly in the Sacred Palace to wholeheartedly break through to the next realm."    

    

Qin Xuan looked at Yan Qing with a profound gaze, his curiosity towards his identity growing. At first, he did not feel anything, but as they became more and more intimate, he realized that Yan Qing seemed to know everything, even the matters within the Divine Palace became extremely clear.    

    

What shocked him even more was, when Yan Qing mentioned the Divine Palace, his tone did not carry much reverence, as though he was only speaking of extremely ordinary words.    

    

To him, the Divine Palace didn't seem that out of reach.