Deliveryman of the Heaven

Weiqing bellowed, a burst of life force surged from his hands, fusing together with the Purple Fire of Burning Sky.    

The color of the Purple Fire of Burning Sky, immediately flickered between purple and white. Weiqing's mouth hooked into a smile, and with a light flick of his finger, he sent the Purple Fire of Burning Sky flying instead of Hsing Tian.    

A speck of flames that was just like a flash of light shot up into the sky, blossoming into beautiful fireworks in the sky, which then turned into a purple sea of flames, sweeping towards Hsing Tian. Only after a long time had passed did Weiqing truly grasp the meaning of the four words "Purple Fire of Burning Sky". He also understood that a Purple Fire of Burning Sky that was created using the power of all living things, was the true number one flame.    

What could burn the sky?    

Was it the ultimate power of the peak of perfection, or was it the state of mind that was untainted by dust, or perhaps it was a heaven-defying magic treasure?    

Neither.    

It was all living beings.    

In the eyes of cultivators, mortals were lowly, like fishes that could be slaughtered at will. Their lives were like grass, and this was indeed the case.    

This was exactly what Weiqing had thought in the past, and this was also the reason why so many cultivators were unable to stand at the peak of the mortal world and smile proudly throughout their lives. In the end, they were just like the ants and mortals that they looked down upon, and had their souls shattered. However, those few experts had one thing in common. They would not look down on all living things and instead view them as treasures, as a stepping stone to their own advancement in martial arts.    

This was because after a cultivator reached a certain height, he would understand that the smallest of beings, possessing the ability to overturn the Heavenly Dao, was the only secret weapon that could challenge the authority of the Heavenly Dao.    

However, if these cultivators had the chance to ascend to the peak of martial arts step by step, they would discover that only the power of all living beings would be able to break through the shackles of their cultivation. This was a definite fixed number, a fixed number that had been set since the beginning of time.    

There were very few people in the Three Realms who had comprehended this cycle of reincarnation.    

Weiqing had now also comprehended that this was the deepest comprehension he had towards all these living beings, which was why he was able to unleash the Purple Fire of Burning Sky's power. All living things were at the lowest level, but it was still able to ignite the Purple Fire of Burning Sky and truly attain the power to burn the sky.    

In other words, in Hsing Tian's eyes, the fusion light was Weiqing's last trump card, but in reality, Weiqing's last trump card was the full version of the Purple Fire of Burning Sky!    

Ahh ~ ~ ~    

A blood-curdling screech resounded!    

Purple flames rushed down from the sky and engulfed Hsing Tian within a sea of flames. From within the sea of flames came Hsing Tian's furious and miserable cry!    

Hearing the scream, Weiqing knew that Hsing Tian would not die.    

The extreme power of the Purple Fire of Burning Sky, was sufficient enough to burn the sky. Adding to the cheers from all the living beings, if Hsing Tian could not endure the Purple Fire of Burning Sky's roasting, he would not scream at all, and would directly be turned into nothingness.    

"Good boy, good boy, good boy!"    

Hsing Tian roared from within the sea of flames. His entire body was blazing as he rushed out from the Purple Fire of Burning Sky, and the black coffins that hung on his body released waves after waves of black Qi. One after another, the coffins broke and corpses started to float out from his body. Weiqing could tell at a glance that these corpses shared the same aura as the Third Ancient Servant that he had fought before.    

There were more than a hundred ancient corpses, and the death aura on their bodies was very heavy. However, there were strands of weak life force flowing out, and their drooping eyelids seemed to open at any time.    

Amongst them, there were a few ancient corpses with their eyes wide open. Their pupils were calm, as if they were half asleep!    

What a great gift!    

"Yellow Emperor, I'm going to kill you, you traitor!"    

"Hand over your life!"    

Stimulated by the Purple Fire of Burning Sky's barbecue, Hsing Tian seemed to have felt something deep inside his soul. He suddenly erupted in rage, and from the blood red hole where his chest had lost his heart, a burst of rainbow colored light faintly shone, and in the end, with Hsing Tian's roar facing the sky, in the missing heart hole, an iron sword flew out, flickering with rainbow colored light!    

With just a single glance, Weiqing was shocked!    

Because he was very sure that the seven-colored light emitted by the sword was the same as his own Seven Colors Light s in terms of Faangzhang Mountain!    

Could it be that other than Yuanshi Tianzun, there was another person who obtained the Seven Colors Light's inheritance from Weiqing's Faangzhang Mountain, and this person was the Yellow Emperor, one of the five emperors of the Primordial Era?    

"This is the Xuan-Yuan Sword that the Yellow Emperor wants!"    

The Resting Soil suddenly exclaimed: "Back then, he used this Xuan-Yuan Sword to chop off Chi Yov's head, and decapitated Hsing Tian!"    

Weiqing's expression slightly changed, and said: "I sacrifice my blood in the Yellow Emperor's name, and the Xuanyuan Sword truly exists in my Ancient Era!"    

After Xuanyuan Wentian flew out of the cave in Hsing Tian's heart, he rushed straight towards him!    

This sword seemed to have intelligence, it could feel that Weiqing had the Seven Colors Light he needed. In actuality, in Weiqing's eyes, this Xuanyuan Sword was not a sword at all, but a peerless expert with a crown on his head, emitting a domineering aura and a Emperor's Qi that could rule the world. And this sort of temperament, only the three emperors and five emperors of the Primordial Era possessed!    

This Yellow Emperor's power is truly unfathomable. Seeing this sword, Weiqing knew that the Yellow Emperor had already reached the realm of becoming one with the sword, the Yellow Emperor was the Xuanyuan Sword, and the Xuanyuan Sword was the Yellow Emperor!    

"Hmph, if the Yellow Emperor was reborn into the Three Realms, I naturally wouldn't dare to compete against him. But it's just a sword, how could I possibly be scared?!" Weiqing swayed from side to side and suddenly grabbed. The Black Iron Rod at the Wei Alliance base tore through space and flew out into the sky, landing in Weiqing's hands. At the same time, Xuanyuan sword also flew in front of Weiqing and Weiqing swung his staff down.    

Clang!    

Weiqing's rod strike directly sent Xuanyuan Sword flying!    

This was the difference!    

Weiqing couldn't deny the power of the Yellow Emperor, but compared to one of the Four Great Sacred Kings of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, the Yellow Emperor wasn't on the same level. After all, the strength of the four Sacred Rulers were almost comparable to Huang Tian. As a member of the Heavenly Dao of the Three Realms, Huang Tian was naturally the strongest, so it was not strange for Xuanyuan Sword to be defeated by a Black Iron Rod!    

The Resting Soil shouted: "My god, I thought that brat was just attacking the world with his fists, what kind of thing is this black stick, it actually defeated Xuanyuan Sword!"    

On the other hand, the Golden Crow's gaze was sharp and fierce. "The aura of this black weapon clearly doesn't come from the Three Realms!"    

Xiaoqing cried out in alarm, "Could it be that big brother has already been to the outside 3000 worlds?"    

The Golden Crow shook her head: "I don't know, but it is possible that people from the three thousand great worlds have come to the Three Realms.    

Xiao Qing's eyes emitted a golden light as he said with a look of adoration, "So powerful!"    

The Resting Soil pouted. It wanted to say something bad, but this time, it couldn't find anything wrong with Weiqing …