In the mountains, Ye Chen found an open space and sat cross-legged.
Looking inside the divine sea, the fused Emperor Jue was suspended there, surrounded by divine light and exuding an ancient aura.
With Di Jue as the center, wisps of fairy light spread outwards, making him feel a sense of emptiness in his mind.
In addition to these, there is a hint of imperial power. The emperor's sword is embedded in the imperial weapon, and it is also imbued with the divine power of the imperial weapon. Even if it is broken, it will still last forever.
Ye Chen stared inwards, Di Jue was extraordinary.
It still remembered the scene when it got the first piece of Emperor Jue more than two hundred years ago, and Qi Yang was beaten into a disability.
Along the way, the missing pieces of Emperor Jue were found piece by piece, until now, it is finally complete.
As he watched, he felt that his mind was in a trance for a moment, being dragged into an artistic conception that made him unable to reach it.
The scene in front of me changed drastically and turned into a mist.
The clouds and mist slowly dispersed, revealing a wild land with mountains and rivers flowing across it. The vast land was filled with lush greenery.
He saw a woman standing in the misty sky, her face unclear, as distant as a dream.
She is of unparalleled magnificence, she is really a banished immortal, surrounded by fairy clouds, with unparalleled grace, overlooking the world.
Her coercion was devastating to the heavens and the earth, and the laws of imperial law flew, making the heavens and the earth tremble, and the pressure made all the heavens stand still.
Countless visions are intertwined, ancient and mysterious, surrounding her as the center, each one of which is extraordinary.
Great Emperor!
Ye Chen's heart trembled and he was so shocked.
With such pressure, many times stronger than the sword gods in the sky, such a being must be a great emperor.
Moreover, she is still a female emperor.
Forcibly suppressing his shocked thoughts, he looked at the empress' right hand.
The empress holds an immortal sword in her right hand, which is engraved with ancient runes. Immortal light is lingering, and laws are flying.
The end of the sword is inlaid with a jade pendant, which is the same as Emperor Jue, or in other words, it is Emperor Jue.
"That sword is the emperor's weapon that was cut off by the Immortal Killing Sword?"
"Then who is she? Which emperor is she?" Ye Chen looked at the empress and knew that she was an emperor.
"Empress Red Lotus, Empress Yaochi, Empress Donghua, and among the one hundred and thirty emperors of Xuanhuang, these are the only three empresses. None of their imperial weapons are swords. How did this empress appear?"
"There is a fourth female emperor in the world?" Ye Chen scratched his head, feeling a little confused.
For some reason, the empress looked familiar to him.
This face was familiar not because of her appearance, but because of her demeanor. I had seen her somewhere before and it felt very familiar.
"Where have you seen it?"
"Remember, it's a restricted area."
"Yes, I saw it in the restricted area." As he thought about it, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes sparkled.
"I have seen a dreamlike woman dancing gracefully in the Purgatory of the Eastern Wasteland, the Underworld of the Southern Territory, the Forgotten River of the Western Desert, and the Yellow Spring of the Northern Mountains. She is very similar to her."
Ye Chen stared at the empress. The more he looked, the more she looked like the same person. The more he looked, the more he felt the chill behind him.
"Di Jue, who is your master? Is she from the restricted area? What kind of emperor is she?"
Ye Chen couldn't figure out why the empress went to the restricted area to dance and skipped every restricted area.
While he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a buzz in this artistic conception.
Then, the sky and the earth turned pale.
But above the ethereal nothingness, there were turbulent clouds of chaos, lightning and thunder, tearing apart the vast sky.
The sky and the earth were darkened, and all the light was blocked by the chaotic clouds and mist, just like in the old days of Chu, when there was no daylight.
The empress moved, destroying the sky and the earth with one sword, cutting through the chaotic clouds covering the sky, and headed straight into nothingness.
She went up against the thunder, killing all the terrifying existences along the way, as if she was going to kill to the end of the sky.
Ye Chen's eyes were blurred and he could no longer see the figure of the empress. Even if he had fairy eyes, he couldn't see through the illusion.
Although it was an artistic conception, there was such a kind of coercion in it that made him tremble, and it could destroy the world in an instant.
I don’t know when I saw the empress falling, covered in blood, the laws of the emperor’s path shattered, and the immortal light of the emperor’s path was wiped out.
What fell with her was her Emperor Sword, which also had dim fairy light and was stained with the blood of the Empress. It was no longer complete and was chopped into two pieces.
Ye Chen's expression changed. What kind of existence did the empress encounter? The battle was so fierce, and the emperor's blood splattered all over the world.
The chaotic clouds and mist were raging, and a seven-colored fairy sword appeared, dazzling, and slashed at the fallen empress.
Ye Chen stared hard, recognizing the seven-colored sword.
That was the Immortal Killing Sword, and he would never forget it even if he died.
His eyes were blood red, and he watched helplessly as the Immortal Killing Sword was slashing towards the empress, but he was helpless.
At this moment, the artistic conception moved and suddenly collapsed.
Ye Chen's mind returned, his eyes opened and closed, and without saying a word, he spurted blood and fainted on the spot.
Although he fainted, Di Jue flew out from between his eyebrows.
It seemed to have a spirit, radiating fairy light, buzzing and trembling, as if it was mourning for its master.
It flew away, crossed the river, and passed over the mountains. Like a ray of light, it disappeared into the restricted area of Huangquan.
Eh
A soft cry sounded in the Huangquan restricted area, and the entire restricted area trembled.
In the mountains, Ye Chen was still in a coma. He saw something he shouldn't have seen and suffered backlash.
Fortunately, Di Jue took on most of the backlash for him, otherwise with his way of doing things, everything would have vanished long ago.
He slept long enough this time, sleeping from early morning to night, but still didn't wake up.
At the foot of the mountain, the old monk was still kneeling in front of the tomb, looking lonely and sad, and sometimes he would giggle.
Two hundred years later, he came back without any relatives. His parents and relatives have long since become ashes of history.
Behind him, the child who exchanged Di Jue with Ye Chen sat there, holding his chin with his two little hands, "Grandpa, I have a small house, come with me!"
At night, the small village fell into silence, and sometimes children would murmur in their sleep.
It's night here, but in Zhongzhou, thousands of miles away, dawn has already arrived.
"Ye Chen, if you want to save your old friend, you come to Zhutian Mountain."
As soon as the sky dawned, a faint laughter spread in all directions.
This faint smile, mixed with the power of cultivation, merged with great magical powers, spread without limit, and never faded away for a long time.
Zhongzhou was shocked. It was only because there had been no news about the Holy Body for a long time. Hearing this, he was somewhat surprised.
Clouds moved in all directions, chasing the source of the sound.
When they arrived at the foot of Zhutian Mountain, they saw a bloody scene.
But in front of Zhutian Mountain, there was a huge stone platform with a radius of ten thousand feet.
There are copper pillars standing on the stone platform, and there is a person locked on each copper pillar, with disheveled hair and dripping blood and bones.
At the end of the stone platform, there is a row of ancient thrones. On each throne, there is a person sitting. The Immortal Clan God Son, Phoenix Immortal, and the God Clan God Son are all among them.
Compared to the people who were chained, they were all leisurely, reclining on the throne.
The same thing is that the corners of their mouths are full of playful smiles, and their eyes are full of gloomy light, cruel and bloodthirsty.
"Yes, they are all enemies of the Holy Body." The people who arrived first glanced at the Immortal Tribe and the Sons of God and couldn't help but sigh.
"Who are those locked up!"
"Obviously, they are all Ye Chen's old friends. The Immortal Clan Godson and the others couldn't find the Holy Body, so they captured his old friends."
"It's another siege against the Holy Body. I don't know if the Holy Body can break the situation this time. I'm looking forward to it."
"It goes without saying that the situation will definitely be broken."
"Everywhere along the way, the Holy Body has done things that go against heaven."
Many people are counting on their fingers: Xuanhuang Xinghai, Yaochi Grand Meeting, Eastern Wasteland Ancient City, Ancient Ruins, Southern Territory Wanted, Western Desert Siege...
Ever since Ye Chen came to Xuanhuang, every place he went to was bustling with excitement, and there were killings and disasters everywhere, and each time it was even worse.
Not to mention, picking any one at random would be unbelievable. Except for the Holy Body, no one else can do it.
"Ye Chen, you must not come." On the copper pillar, Master Heng Yue and Master Heng Tian were both struggling, their voices hoarse.
Their cultivation has been abolished, and their eyes are extremely dim.
The same goes for other reincarnated people, who are banned from moving.
If they can commit suicide, they will rush to Huangquan Road without hesitation.
Everyone in Da Chu knows Ye Chen. If he knew, he would definitely come.
But they didn't want Ye Chen to come. This was a dead end. Ye Chen had suffered too much and couldn't lose his life for these losers.
"Are you sure he will come?" During the discussion, the Immortal God Son glanced at Feng Xian beside him.
"I know him very well and will definitely come." Fengxian smiled ferociously, gritting his teeth, his face full of resentment.
"In this case, he will never come back." Many gods smiled ferociously, their eyes blooming with cold light.
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