Emperor Qiankun

Li Qingyuan wanted to ask about Su Yaoyue's condition, but under the pressure of the imperial sword, breathing became extremely difficult for him. His lips moved slightly, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Helplessly, he could only give Su Yaoyue a concerned look.

When Su Yaoyue saw his eyes, she seemed to understand the meaning instantly. After forcibly shaking her head, she could no longer hold on and slowly retreated.

Li Qingyuan watched Su Yaoyue's figure gradually disappear into the distance until she was completely out of the range of the Emperor Sword's pressure.

At this time, he was the only one still standing under the Emperor's Sword.

Li Qingyuan no longer hesitated, and the power of the time and space divine body burst out at this moment.

In an instant, an invisible force emanated from him, forming a confrontation with the pressure of the Emperor Sword.

Li Qingyuan took a deep breath, mobilized all his strength, and took another firm step forward.

This step finally brought him under the Emperor Sword, and his figure appeared particularly firm in the light of the Emperor Sword.

He raised his head, looked directly at the Emperor Sword, then stretched out his hand and slowly approached the Emperor Sword.

Suddenly, just as he was about to touch the Emperor Sword, a wisp of soul suddenly appeared on the Emperor Sword. This wisp of soul was like a stream of light and instantly sank into Li Qingyuan's mind.

Li Qingyuan initially thought it was a sword spirit and did not take it too seriously. After all, it was not uncommon for an emperor sword to have its own sword spirit.

But this soul did not communicate with him as he imagined, but directly entered his mind, as if with some purpose.

Li Qingyuan immediately realized that something was wrong.

The soul's intentions did not seem simple. It seemed to want to destroy his soul and occupy his body.

Li Qingyuan's eyes flashed and he became alert.

In the blink of an eye, the soul arrived in front of the Qiankun Palace.

This soul did not seem to expect to encounter such strong resistance here. It hit the barrier of Qiankun Palace twice, but found that it could not shake it at all.

It seemed unwilling to give up, and continued to test and attack the Qiankun Palace with the power of its soul, but each time it was blocked by the Qiankun Palace's solid soul barrier.

After a moment, the soul stopped. It seemed a little confused, not understanding why it could not easily occupy this body.

It began to wander around Li Qingyuan's mind, looking for possible weaknesses.

At this time, Li Qingyuan tried to communicate with him through his soul.

"Are you Yang Yuan?"

Li Qingyuan asked softly, with a hint of doubt in his soul.

"? Do you know me?"

Yang Yuan's soul responded with some surprise. He obviously did not expect Li Qingyuan to know his identity.

"Didn't you carve the words in front of the imperial tomb stele?" Li Qingyuan asked back.

"Alas, it's been so many years, I have forgotten so many things."

Yang Yuan's soul sighed slightly, as if filled with infinite emotion.

"Besides, aren't you looking for your destined partner? Then why are you entering the depths of my soul now?"

Li Qingyuan continued to ask, his tone full of questioning and confusion.

"Young man, I'm attracted to your body. I hope you can give it to me."

Yang Yuan's soul spoke frankly and in an unquestionable tone.

"...?!"

Li Qingyuan was speechless for a while, and the fluctuations of his soul seemed to solidify in an instant.

The late emperor was quite direct, but you are too confident. Do you still think you are the emperor?

Seeing that Li Qingyuan remained silent, Yang Yuan's soul seemed to think that he was wavering, so he bewitched him again, "Young man, don't worry, I won't destroy your soul. When I have the chance in the future, I will find you a good body and help you be reborn!"

As he spoke, Yang Yuan's soul crashed into the wall of Qiankun Hall again and again.

Every collision caused the barrier of Qiankun Palace to tremble slightly, as if he wanted to break through this obstacle and enter the core of Li Qingyuan's soul.

Next, Yang Yuan’s soul tried to hit the Qiankun Palace again, but found that he could not shake this solid soul palace.

Suddenly, he understood that this was a treasure!

Greed suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he spoke again: "Young man, what is this thing you have? It is quite magical. Why not give it to me as well?"

Hearing this, Li Qingyuan, who had been silent the entire time, finally couldn't help but speak: "You're dreaming, but not to mention that you're already dead, with only this remnant of your soul left, and your strength barely remaining, even if you want to be resurrected, that's impossible. You've got the wrong person!"

As he spoke, Li Qingyuan's soul instantly transformed into a sword, and like a stream of light, it pretended to attack Yang Yuan's soul.

Yang Yuan was shocked. He never expected that someone would dare to attack him.

However, he reacted very quickly. After all, he was once a powerful man who dominated the world. He also turned his sword into an attack on Li Qingyuan.

However, Li Qingyuan's soul had already retreated back to the Qiankun Palace at this moment, and Yang Yuan's attack hit the barrier of the Qiankun Palace, like a drop in the ocean, and had no effect.

After the attack, Li Qingyuan was secretly shocked. He felt that Yang Yuan's residual soul still had the strength of the Emperor Realm. He was worthy of being an existence who had broken through to the peak of the ninth level of the Emperor Realm!

So, he decided not to go out and stay in the Qiankun Hall to avoid the limelight for the time being.

However, Yang Yuan's residual soul was in great pain at this moment. He was observing outside the Qiankun Palace, constantly looking for opportunities. From time to time, he would crash into the Qiankun Palace, trying to break open this mysterious palace.

Although his attacks were fierce, they were blocked by the barriers of Qiankun Palace every time and could not reach Li Qingyuan's soul.

This battle of souls was going on quietly in Li Qingyuan's mind, and people outside could not notice it at all.

But a solemn look appeared on Li Qingyuan's face, and his hand stayed a few inches in front of the Emperor Sword, motionless.

Everyone around felt something was wrong, but they didn't know what was going on.

......

Suddenly, in Li Qingyuan's mind, a white light flashed like a meteor.

Immediately afterwards, a spirit emitting dazzling light suddenly appeared above the Qiankun Palace.

The spirit was emitting a soft halo all over its body, as if a god had descended!

He slowly stretched out his right hand, and in an instant, it turned into a huge palm that covered the sky and the sun. With unparalleled power, he slammed towards the residual soul of Yang Yuan below.

His movements were quick and decisive, and he uttered two words coldly: "Noisy!"

The voice seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, and there was no doubt about it!

Then, the giant hand retracted without any hesitation.

The spirit landed in front of Li Qingyuan without looking back, as if the previous action was just a trivial matter to him.

Li Qingyuan hurriedly looked forward, only to see that the remaining soul of Yang Yuan, who had been so arrogant just now, had already disappeared without a trace, as if he had never existed.