Emperor Qiankun

In front of the gate of Black Mountain City, Zhao Sheng lay on the giant sword, spitting blood, gasping for breath, and scenes from the past kept appearing in his mind.

He is only nineteen years old this year, but he has already reached the seventh level of the Earthly Demon Realm. He is the closed disciple of the second elder of the Yunyin Sect and is considered a leader among the disciples of the entire Yunyin Sect.

He has already cultivated the 'Scorching Sun Sword Technique' to the third level, and his talent and potential are highly valued by the sect.

Even the leader of the Yunyin Sect once asserted that his future achievements would definitely not be lower than the Emperor Heaven Realm.

The sect leader even said more than once that as long as he broke through to the King Realm, he would consider passing the position of sect leader to him.

Faced with such expectations and glory, he could not help but have some aspirations in his heart;

He even often fantasizes that in the future he will become the undisputed strongest person in this vast Canglan Continent!

By then, he will be admired by thousands of people and dominate the rise and fall of the universe!

......

But all this has now become a bubble.

The root of all this was simply because of the sword he casually stabbed out a year ago.

At that time, he probably had not expected that the seemingly insignificant guy would not die under that sword;

Instead, he returned with great force a year later, completely defeated him, and even took his life!

"Success is due to the dual cultivation body, failure is also due to the dual cultivation body..."

He murmured to himself, and his thoughts involuntarily turned to Chen Zixuan.

He slowly turned his gaze, and his sight finally fell on Chen Zixuan.

But what worried him was that Chen Zixuan was looking elsewhere, and her cold and distant attitude made the emotions in her eyes instantly become complicated and incomprehensible.

Perhaps from the beginning to the end, in Chen Zixuan's heart, he was just a training tool, a chess piece to help her improve her cultivation.

Only he was foolish enough to fall in love and develop true feelings that he shouldn't have!

Suddenly, he woke up from his dream. Perhaps he shouldn't have provoked Li Qingyuan from the beginning. All this was a mistake.

If I hadn't come to Black Mountain Town, perhaps the ending wouldn't have been like this?

Unfortunately, there is no turning back in life. When life is about to come to an end, no amount of regret or self-blame can change the predetermined fate.

The cause and effect between him and Li Qingyuan came to an end with his death.

Finally, his eyes completely lost their luster, his head tilted weakly, his vitality vanished, and a generation of genius fell!

......

"Sheng'er!"

The old man in purple was extremely sad to see Zhao Sheng die.

This is his most proud disciple, like the apple of his eye.

Now he has suffered such a misfortune, how can he not be heartbroken.

When Chen Zixuan heard the cry of the old man in purple, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Zhao Sheng, only to see that his face was as pale as paper and lifeless.

Her face turned pale instantly and she felt a dull pain in her chest.

When she turned to Li Qingyuan again, her eyes were full of disbelief.

A year ago, Li Qingyuan was nothing more than an ant that could be easily crushed to death in her eyes;

But now, he is as powerful as an unmatched elephant!

......

Li Qingyuan was breathing heavily at this moment. Although he successfully killed Zhao Sheng, his physical strength and mystical power were also greatly consumed.

However, he finally avenged his predecessor!

But he did not feel much joy, nor sorrow;

I just feel that this may be the arrangement of fate, and there is a destiny in the dark.

The next moment, the space ring on his finger flashed with light, and he took out a small bottle of spiritual dew from it, raised his head and drank it.

In an instant, pure spiritual energy quickly flowed through his body, turning into a trickle and spreading throughout his entire body.

Almost instantly, Li Qingyuan's flagging spirit began to recover gradually, the fatigue in his eyes slowly faded away, and he was radiant again.

......

"You bastard, you're courting death by killing my disciple!"

Suddenly, the old man in purple opened his eyes wide with anger and shouted loudly, his voice was like a bell, shaking the air around him.

Then he waved his hand, and the sky suddenly changed. The originally calm sky was instantly covered by dark clouds, with lightning, thunder, and howling winds.

I saw a huge palm print quickly condensing and taking shape in the clouds, carrying the power to destroy the world, and instantly pressed down towards Li Qingyuan.

The old man in purple had actually wanted to take action a long time ago.

But after recognizing the Longyuan Sword, he naturally knew who Li Qingyuan's master was, so he did not act rashly.

But at this moment, with his beloved disciple tragically killed in front of him, he was filled with grief and anger, how could he care about so many things?

No matter whether he is a disciple of Master Hua, Master Zhang or Master Li, kill him first.

Moreover, he was extremely confident in his own strength and thought that even if Elder Hua came in person, he might not be able to kill him.

......

Seeing the purple-robed old man's palm print falling, Li Qingyuan did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately poured all the space-time power in his body into the space-time shield.

"boom!"

The huge palm print came down with a tremendous force, like a mountain pressing down on one's head, and directly knocked Li Qingyuan away.

Li Qingyuan flew several feet in the air, then fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, there were some cracks on the space-time shield around him, but fortunately his body was not seriously injured under the protection of the shield.

Li Qingyuan thought to himself: It seems that the gap between me and the King Realm powerhouse is still too big. Even if I use all my strength to activate the space-time shield, it is difficult to withstand his random attack.

A deep feeling of powerlessness instantly surged into his heart, but he quickly calmed down. After all, he still had his last trump card - Qiankun Palace!

......

"Ok?"

The old man in purple was slightly stunned and surprised when he saw that Li Qingyuan did not die under his palm.

"Humph!"

Then he snorted coldly, moved his palm slightly again, and was ready to use his killing move again to take Li Qingyuan's life.

But at this moment, Li Qingyuan suddenly took out a blood bead. The blood bead emitted a strange and attractive light, instantly attracting the full attention of the old man in purple.

"So it was you, kid, who took my things!"

Seeing this, the purple-robed old man's eyes instantly heated up, his eyes widened with anger, and he shouted loudly: "Hand it over to me quickly!"

Li Qingyuan was secretly delighted. He had guessed right. This bead did not belong to Zhao Sheng, but to the old man in front of him.

He immediately put the bead into the space ring, his eyes flashing as he thought about how to delay time.

He had previously crushed the jade talisman to inform Master Hua, so he thought Master Hua should be rushing here.

......

"Boy, don't try to play tricks. The gap between you and me is like a chasm. You can't make it."

The old man in purple narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the pearl honestly and quickly. Perhaps I can show mercy and spare your life. Otherwise, today will be the day you die!"