Peerless God Emperor

Qin Xuan's heart was thumping hard, his eyes were red, he opened his mouth, but could not make a sound, as though the world was collapsing.    

His teacher was a Zither Demons of his generation, a cultivator of the sage realm. He should have lived a god-like life in the Sunset Solitary Smoke City, unrestricted by anyone.    

But now, having suffered such grievous injuries because of saving him, Qin Xuan felt that he had sinned for thousands of years, and his crimes were unforgivable.    

Seeing the painful expression on Qin Xuan's face, Ximen Guyan lifted his hand with difficulty and patted Qin Xuan's shoulder, then said with a forced smile, "Don't forget, you are my only direct disciple. Even if I am now a cripple, this teacher's identity still cannot escape from me.    

Qin Xuan looked at Ximen Guyan, his face was as white as paper, without a trace of blood, but he still revealed a calm and collected expression, as though he did not care about anything, but Qin Xuan was clear that his master did not want to make him feel sad, and that was on purpose.    

"Indeed, the love between master and disciple is deep. However, I must kill this person. He won't be able to reach the pinnacle of the cultivation path in the future."    

A cold and emotionless voice came out. The one who spoke was none other than Di Ling. He looked at Qin Xuan and him expressionlessly, and did not move at all.    

The world of martial arts had always been cruel and bloody, the strong were respected, the weak could only be trampled on by others. Even if Ximen Guyan had cultivated to the Saint Stage, if he insisted on suicide, then no one could be blamed.    

Hearing Di Ling's words, Qin Xuan slowly raised his head. His scarlet eyes seemed to reveal an extremely cold killing intent. At this moment, he really wanted to kill Di Ling and take revenge for his teacher.    

However, was very calm at the moment, it was very possible that he was eyeing the phagocytic crystal in his body, and regardless of anything, wanted to kill him, and snatch the phagocytic crystal.    

If it was only because he wanted to kill Di Shifeng, there was no way Di Ling would do something so crazy.    

Other than the phagocytic crystal, he could not think of any other possibility.    

"Kid, if you want to blame something, you can only blame yourself for being too young, being too impulsive and not being able to endure it enough. You actually dared to reveal such a treasure to your face, causing your Master to send you to your death. Di Ling stared into Qin Xuan's eyes, and secretly transmitted.    

Naturally, he wouldn't reveal his intentions to the public. It would be too disgraceful to say that a mighty Saint of the sixth step would actually try to snatch away the treasure of a junior of the Royal Realm.    

"As expected, it's for the phagocytic crystal." After hearing Di Ling's sound transmission, a cold light flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, but the person he hated the most, was not Di Ling, but himself.    

Fen Old Master had already warned him a long time ago that he must not expose the phagocytic crystal before he became strong enough. Even though he had used the phagocytic crystal several times in the past, it was extremely obscure and would use other powers as a cover, making it difficult for people to determine who it was.    

But today, he was enraged by Di Shifeng and lost his reason for a moment. He summoned his phagocytic crystal out immediately and many people present saw it.    

Di Ling was not the only one who wanted to seize the phagocytic crystal. It was only because Di Ling was strong enough and had the Di Family as his backing, that he dared to do as he pleased and take action in front of all the Lord of Gods' Palace.    

This was how powerful cultivators behaved. As long as they wanted something, they didn't need to worry about anything else and could directly attack.    

At this moment, Di Ling's gaze fell on Qin Xuan's body as he took a step forward. A wave of supreme holy pressure howled forth and the palm of an illusory emperor extended out in front of him, grabbing toward Qin Xuan's body.    

"Di Ling, you are too presumptuous. What kind of place do you think this is?" An enraged voice came out, and the person who spoke was Thunder Lord, his eyes seemed to radiate with lightning, as his body shot forward like a lightning god, arriving in front of Qin Xuan, as though he wanted to protect Qin Xuan completely.    

At almost the same time, fire master and Dugu Jian also stepped forward, thinking the same as Thunder Lord.    

Yan Qingfeng glanced at Qin Xuan. Although he was secretly unhappy with Qin Xuan, and actually let down his daughter, he had to admit that this child's talent was indeed monstrous. In the future, he would definitely become someone great, and he would definitely not let Di Ling kill him here.    

Thinking about this, Yan Qingfeng also walked out.    

Soon after, another three figures appeared around Qin Xuan. They were none other than Alcohol Immortal, Qing Cloud Knife Saint and Ling Luori.    

The three of them were sworn friends with Ximen Guyan, and now that Ximen Guyan's cultivation had been crippled and his life was at stake, how could they watch without doing anything?    

Seeing so many Saints moving up for Qin Xuan, Di Ling's pupils could not help but constrict, as if he was surprised. Was a descendant of the Emperor realm really that influential?    

In reality, it was not only Di Ling who felt this way. Di Shifeng and Di Yu, as well as the other members of the Five great power s, even Young Master Xiaoyao and Xiao Shu felt a little uneasy.    

At this moment, they clearly felt Qin Xuan's position in the Nine Regions.    

It was hard to imagine that the only person who had such influence was a Emperor cultivator.    

"Even if all of you were to protect him, you should know in your heart that even if I am unable to kill him at this moment, killing him at any other time would only be a thought. You cannot protect him at all." Di Ling said indifferently, as if he was saying something extremely ordinary.    

The moment Di Ling finished speaking, a sharp glint flashed across the eyes of Dugu Jian, fire master, Yan Qingfeng and the rest. This Di Ling was really shameless, he had completely lost the face of a saint.    

"Is the descendant of the Haotian's supernatural power really that unbearable?" Ling Luori sarcastically said with a voice that was not concealed in the slightest. Many people at the scene heard him.    

Hearing that, Di Ling frowned, and his gaze turned towards Ling Luori's direction as he shouted: "You're courting death!"    

The moment he said that, an extremely terrifying Emperor's might descended from the sky, enveloping Di Ling's body, millions of Emperor's radiance blossomed around him, he was like a generation old Emperor, his white hair danced wildly in the wind, and his robes fluttered, like a sovereign descending down to the world, unparalleled.    

The vast majority of the spectators stared at Di Ling's figure, their eyes filled with incomparable shock.    

It was simply too terrifying …    

The might that Di Ling displayed was even stronger than that of the Lord of Gods' Palace s. This caused the hearts of the people of the Nine Regions to tremble, feeling that it was extremely inconceivable.    

In their eyes, the Lord of Gods' Palace was an existence that stood at the very peak of the martial way, and every single one of them was undefeatable.'s appearance, however, directly broke their common sense.    

In this world, there were people stronger than the Lord of Gods' Palace!    

"If I want to kill someone, no one can stop me!" Di Ling opened his mouth again and walked towards Qin Xuan with the might of a supreme emperor, as if he was looking down upon the world and no one could stop him.    

In that moment, Ling Luori felt a strong sense of oppression, as though an incomparably noble and imposing figure had appeared in his mind, extremely powerful and unparalleled.    

His sage realm aura frenziedly surged forth. However, that oppressive pressure was like a myriad of huge waves that superimposed together, causing his aura to continuously grow stronger. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood as he retreated a few steps.    

"If you kill Qin Xuan, even Di Shifeng can't think of leaving the nine realms alive!" Alcohol Immortal looked straight at Di Ling, and his tone carried threat.    

If they could not protect Qin Xuan, then, they would let Di Shifeng die with them!    

With that said, Di Shifeng's face changed, his eyes revealed a look of fear, the ancestor's killing intent towards Qin Xuan was extremely obvious, he had to kill, this was undoubtedly pushing him towards a dead end.    

He had no doubt that if Qin Xuan were to die, those Saints in the Nine Regions would definitely retaliate in a crazed manner, and he was extremely likely to be the target of their revenge.    

Not to mention that many Saints were standing up for Qin Xuan, as long as one of them was watching him closely, he would not be able to escape his birthdays.    

Thinking about that, Di Shifeng immediately turned to look at Di Ling, as though he was placing all of his hopes on Di Ling, hoping that he would be able to show some expression, and that he would be able to threaten him.    

However, what Di Shifeng did not expect was that Di Ling's expression was still as calm as ever, as if the words of the Alcohol Immortal did not threaten him at all.    

If Qin Xuan did not have any phagocytic crystal on him, Di Ling would definitely place him at the top of the list, and would not cause him the slightest bit of harm.    

But the situation in front of him was different. Qin Xuan had the phagocytic crystal, one of the six great mysterious objects in the world, and its value was incomparable. Even though Di Shifeng's bloodline was extremely pure, it could not compare to the value of the phagocytic crystal.    

With the phagocytic crystal, the growth of the Di Family's power would be immeasurable. At that time, the Di Family would be able to expand its territory and go out to battle on other islands to increase its own strength, becoming a powerful great power like the Eastern Royal Family.    

Furthermore, if he relied on Di Shifeng, it was not impossible for him to achieve this. Even if it could be achieved, he did not know how many years it would take for him to become a saint, nor did he know how many resources it would take.    

In comparison, the phagocytic crystal was clearly more important.    

When necessary, one could sacrifice anyone's life, and Di Shifeng was naturally one of them.    

Seeing that the ancestor did not make a move, Di Shifeng's face immediately became ashen, and a sense of despair arose in his heart. He felt that the time of his death was near, even the ancestor had abandoned him, which meant that he was no longer as important as before.    

This was undoubtedly a huge blow to the usually proud and arrogant Di Shifeng. The disparity in his heart was too great, and it was hard to endure.    

Di Ling stepped forward again, moving even closer to Qin Xuan.    

"Senior Di Ling, would you mind listening to what this junior has to say?" At this moment, a gentle voice came from the side.    

Di Ling's footsteps paused, he looked in the direction of the voice, and when he saw the person who spoke, he looked, and asked: "What do you have to say?"    

The one who spoke, was Xiao Shu.    

"Senior wishes to directly take over that treasure that everyone has a share of. Isn't this a little too arbitrary?" Xiao Shu's expression was incomparably calm, his eyes looked straight at Di Ling's figure as he indifferently spoke.