Emperor Qiankun

At this moment, a hand as soft as white jade gently grasped his palm.

In an instant, a cool feeling flowed into his heart like a trickle of water.

Li Qingyuan's originally somewhat cloudy eyes instantly regained clarity, like a clear spring, bright and energetic.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the owner of the jade hand, and found that it was Su Yaoyue.

Su Yaoyue's eyes were full of worry. She held his hand tightly, as if using her strength to help him resist the rising murderous intent.

"what happened to you?"

Su Yaoyue saw Li Qingyuan looking at her and couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"fine."

Li Qingyuan shook his head slightly and forced a smile. He didn't want Su Yaoyue to worry about him.

Seeing that Li Qingyuan didn't want to talk, Su Yaoyue didn't force him.

She knew that this was a life-or-death crisis and she couldn't be distracted in the slightest.

So she gently let go of Li Qingyuan's hand and took a step back, not wanting to distract Li Qingyuan.

Li Qingyuan came back to his senses and once again turned his gaze towards the endless darkness ahead.

They had already walked a long way in this winding tomb passage, but there was still darkness ahead, as if there was no end in sight.

Li Qingyuan stopped, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Su Yaoyue and the others saw him suddenly stop and looked at him in confusion.

But when I saw him closing his eyes and frowning slightly, I knew he was thinking of a way out of the predicament.

They waited quietly without disturbing him. They now had absolute trust in Li Qingyuan and believed that he could lead them to find a way out!

......

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Li Qingyuan's mind. Although he was a little anxious in his heart, he appeared unusually calm on the surface.

Not long after, Li Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of sword in his eyes.

Then he looked up at the sky above the mausoleum, where there was a layer of gray fog, which made people feel extremely depressed and dull.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the gray fog.

Suddenly, he keenly sensed that there seemed to be a hint of unusual spatial fluctuations there.

Without hesitation, he immediately performed the Seven Star Steps and leaped up like a flash of lightning.

At the same time, he swung the imperial sword in his hand, and this sword, which contained the sword intent and had all his strength, chopped directly upwards.

The sword energy was like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the air and striking the gray space directly.

"Crack!"

There was a loud explosion, as if the space was torn apart.

Everyone was surprised to find that the originally chaotic space above them had been forcibly split open.

In an instant, a bright light shone through the opening, illuminating the interior of the mausoleum.

Li Qingyuan and some of his disciples turned their gazes towards the opening, with joy in their eyes.

That was the surprise of finally seeing the light after wandering in the darkness for a long time.

They saw hope and a chance to escape.

Without any hesitation, they all rushed into the entrance quickly.

......

The next moment, they truly felt the caress of the breeze and the shining of the sun.

Sure enough, they left the gloomy and depressing mausoleum.

Came to Lingqi Dojo.

No one dared to stop for a moment and quickly left Lingqi Dojo again and blended into the crowd.

Only then did their tense nerves relax a little.

Everyone turned around and looked inside the Lingqi Dojo.

It was still gray there, as if the experience just now was just an illusory dream.

But only those who have stepped into the mausoleum know how dangerous it is!

At this time, a disciple from the Haoyue Pavilion quickly walked up to Chen Lingyu and asked with an anxious and worried look on his face, "Senior Brother Chen, why are you the only ones out? Where are the others?"

"I do not know either."

Chen Lingyu shook his head and stared straight at Lingqi Dojo with a hint of sadness and solemnity in his eyes.

Seeing that Chen Lingyu was unwilling to say more, the disciple didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He could only walk in front of the other disciples and shook his head helplessly.

The expressions of those disciples suddenly turned ugly, and their eyes revealed deep worry.

Because several of the disciples who entered were their good friends or brothers, they were very worried and afraid that they might encounter unexpected accidents.

......

At this time, several figures slowly walked out of Lingqi Dojo again.

When everyone looked closely, they saw that it was Yang Haochen and Feng Chen's group.

They looked a little disheveled, but still exuded an air of arrogance.

When Li Qingyuan saw them, he wanted to take action immediately.

But seeing that there were too many disciples watching around, taking action at this moment might cause some unnecessary trouble.

So he decided to wait and look for a more suitable time.

But Li Qingyuan didn't want to let them go.

If you can’t kill, you can’t talk too much!

He wanted to provoke Yang Haochen and Feng Chen. If they dared to attack him in public, then he would have a legitimate reason to fight back or even kill them!

Thinking of this, Li Qingyuan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a wicked smile.

"Yang Haochen, you are a defeated general, and you still have the nerve to come out? Just bury it in the ground."

Li Qingyuan's eyes were like torches, with a hint of sarcasm on the corners of his mouth, and he spoke coldly.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and gave Chen Lingyu a look.

Chen Lingyu understood instantly. He took over the conversation and said immediately, "Third brother is right. I can easily beat up all of you guys!"

He crossed his arms across his chest, his expression arrogant, as if Yang Haochen and the others were nothing but ants in his eyes.

"How dare you! The outcome between us is still undecided. And you, I'm giving you face, right?"

Yang Haochen's face turned ashen in an instant, and he glared at Li Qingyuan with wide eyes.

Then he turned his angry gaze to Chen Lingyu, as if his eyes wanted to burn them both to ashes.

"You are so arrogant, and you are not afraid of your tongue."

Feng Chen's face was also full of anger, his teeth were chattering, his hands were clenched into fists, and his body was trembling slightly with anger.

Everyone present was shocked when they saw the two groups of people at loggerheads.

Everyone knew Yang Haochen and knew that he was the noble eighth prince of the Tianwu Dynasty.

But who is that young man in white?

How dare you speak so recklessly.

And judging from his words and expression, he seemed to have taken advantage of Yang Haochen.

For a moment, everyone was whispering and talking.

Various speculations and exclamations intertwined together like a buzzing swarm of bees.

"Who the hell is this person? How dare he speak to Yang Haochen like that?"

"Looking at him, he seems very confident. Does he have some kind of background?"

"But Yang Haochen is not someone you can easily mess with. He is the eighth prince of the Tianwu Dynasty, and his strength and background are very powerful."

"This young man in white can actually make Yang Haochen lose face. It seems that his strength should not be underestimated."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Qingyuan, wanting to see where he came from.

......

Li Qingyuan stood there with a calm expression, as if he didn't care about other people's opinions at all.

At this time, Li Qingyuan spoke again: "Yang Haochen, you still don't accept it? Then let's fight again!"

As he spoke, the imperial sword in his hand glowed coldly, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Haochen, the provocation was obvious.