Peerless God Emperor

And at this moment, it seemed as though another figure comparable to the Death God had appeared. This figure was even a bit stronger than the God of Death. How could they not be shocked?    

"No wonder Peng Jing was eliminated so early. I think we might have clashed against him too early." Someone said in a low voice, his tone filled with shock.    

After this person's reminder, many people revealed an expression of sudden enlightenment, as if everything had been easily solved. If this was the case, then everything made sense.    

Even though Peng Jing had the bloodline of a Saint, it was understandable for him to lose to someone like that peerless evildoer.    

In the past, among those that had lost to the Death God, there were also many extremely outstanding characters. However, what was the result?    

Their light auras were all obscured by Death. They were classified as ordinary people. It wasn't that they were too weak, it was just that their opponents were too powerful.    

"Will he be the second death?" Those people who had just come out of the Fantasy Killing Field stared at Qin Xuan, a trace of reverence in their eyes.    

They had personally witnessed the happenings of the Fantasy Killing Field, but Qin Xuan had actually only experienced a few battles, and had not been massacred like the Death God. Thus, at that time, they did not connect the two matters, but hearing the discussions of the others, their hearts slightly trembled.    

Death god cultivates ruthlessness. Killing is decisive, acting according to one's will, following others' wishes, defying others' ways and dying. He doesn't care about the lives of others.    

However, Qin Xuan was different. He was benevolent and didn't have that kind of killing intent, but he still did the same thing as the Death God. To a certain extent, he even did better than the Death God.    

A bold idea popped up in their minds. If Qin Xuan also walked the path of slaughter, would he be able to do the same shocking thing as the Death God?    

The answer was unknown as it was impossible to repeat the process, unless Qin Xuan entered the Fantasy Killing Field again and imitated Death God's method. However, it was obviously not possible.    

In a corner of the crowd, there was a person who was staring coldly at Qin Xuan, his eyes revealing a hidden killing intent. This person was Qiao Cheng.    

"Death?" The corner of Qiao Cheng's mouth hooked up into a cold smile, and he muttered to himself. "Just you wait, you'll see the Death God in the not too distant future."    

After saying that, he quietly left the Fantasy Killing Field's side, and did not attract anyone's attention.    

Qin Xuan looked at the people around him, his face revealing a pondering expression. Previously, Qiao Cheng had mentioned that other than the Fantasy Killing Field, the Sky-Looking Place had Hundred Battles as well as other Qianxue Court s, and they were not allowed to enter, only the Hundred Battles could go and take a look.    

As Qin Xuan walked past the crowd, many people automatically opened up a path, and looked at him with curious eyes. This person was rather handsome, with an extraordinary temperament, and naturally had an extraordinary temperament, who knew what kind of person he was.    

After leaving the Fantasy Killing Field, Qin Xuan found someone to ask about the direction of the Hundred Battles, and went according to the directions.    

However, not long after he left, Qin Xuan's footsteps suddenly stopped.    

"Your perception is quite sensitive."    

Just at this time, a voice sounded out in Qin Xuan's mind, causing his expression to freeze for a moment, and then, he felt a large Terror Power gushing out from the void, like a ten thousand strong wave pressing down on his body, causing the bones in his body to emit creaking sounds, as though they were about to break.    

Other than that, he realized that the surrounding space had been sealed by a wave of Power of the Great Way. Not only would it not emit any sound or aura, even the people who passed by might not know what was happening inside.    

The person who attacked was terrifyingly powerful.    

Qin Xuan's expression instantly turned ugly as countless thoughts flashed through his mind. In the next moment, his gaze froze as he coldly said. "Are all the people from the Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan so despicable and shameless?"    

However, there was no response from the voice. The space seemed to be incomparably quiet.    

After that, Qin Xuan felt the space in his surroundings constantly shifting and shifting, as though a wind was howling by his ears. He was quickly moving away from the location where he was previously at, and the person who had acted in secret seemed to be bringing him somewhere else.    

"Where are you taking me?" Qin Xuan asked again, but in his heart he was thinking of a way to escape.    

However, there was still no response.    

That person seemed to have disappeared, but space continued to move forward, Qin Xuan knew that that person had always been there, and just did not want to answer him.    

Qin Xuan's mind quickly calmed down. The person who attacked must be someone at the Emperor Realm, whose strength was extremely terrifying. The possibility of him trying to escape from his hands was very slim.    

He could have killed him without anyone knowing, or even let others know, but he didn't. That must have been the reason.    

Just as Qin Xuan was thinking about it, a powerful shock wave suddenly came from the front and struck his body, causing Qin Xuan to grunt. However, his eyes revealed a strange light, the space had stopped.    

"Have we arrived?" Qin Xuan thought, he was wrapped in that person's power, so he could not see what was happening outside. As a result, he did not know what was happening outside.    

Cen Hao looked ahead of him with his deep gaze. There stood a tall and slender figure with his back to him, he wore a snow-white robe with many snow patterns embroidered on it, giving people a feeling of aloofness and aloofness.    

That person did not emit any aura from his body. He was just there, yet he seemed to be out of existence. It was as if he had reached a level of harmony with heaven and earth, giving people an unfathomable feeling.    

Cen Hao saw that the person was dressed and stopped in his tracks. His face revealed a look of seriousness, as though he knew where the person in front of him was from.    

Sky-Looking Place's second mysterious place, Qianxue Court.    

Qian Xuetingjun did not have many subordinates, only a few tens of people. However, all of them were extremely strong, with the lowest cultivation level being Middle Rank of Monarch Stage.    

Standing in front of him was the middle-aged white robe.    

Although Cen Hao was also in the realm of Great Emperor, he didn't have much chance of winning against the strong warriors of Qianxue Court. Thus, he took the initiative to stop, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.    

Seeing that the white robe did not speak, Cen Hao's expression did not change, and continued to walk forward, as though nothing had happened.    

Just as he was about to walk past the white robe middle-aged man, he saw the white robe middle-aged man's eyes congealed slightly, and then said: "You are so brazen, do you think that I do not exist?"    

The moment he said that, Cen Hao's expression became sharp, the other party had already said that, and obviously knew what he was doing.    

Just that, how could the Qianxue Court pay attention to this matter?    

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a certain rumor, and his pupils involuntarily shrank, as a look of shock flashed past his eyes. It seemed like the rumor was true, Qianxue Court had some sort of unknown connection with the Fantasy Killing Field and the Hundred Battles.    

On the surface, the Qianxue Court and the Fantasy Killing Field were independent. In the eyes of many, the status of the Qianxue Court was even higher. After all, only those who received an invitation from Qian Xuetingjun were qualified to enter the Qianxue Court to play.    

However, there was always a sound that said that Qianxue Court, Hundred Battles and Fantasy Killing Field were all closely linked and did not exist independently against one another.    

In the past, Cen Hao didn't think much of this rumor. If it was really like this, then why did he still create three secret realms?    

But at this moment, he was starting to believe it.    

Otherwise, why would the Qianxue Court send someone over right after he took the people away from the Fantasy Killing Field? This speed was simply too fast.    

The only reasonable explanation was that the people of the Qianxue Court knew about what was happening inside the Fantasy Killing Field and knew that they could make a move against it.    

"The Qianxue Court has always been independent from everyone else, and I'm not asking about the grudges between the various great power s, why are you interfering with this matter today?" Cen Hao said indifferently, sending a sound transmission through the air, only the middle aged white robe could hear his words.    

"What Qianxue Court does is what Qianxue Court does, and it's not up to anyone else to say." The middle-aged man of white robe swept a glance over Cen Hao, and said, "The Prince and Princess of Six-winged Purple Golden Roc Clan have entered the Fantasy Killing Field at the same time, and only by relying on the pity of others can one person enter the top ten.    

Cen Hao looked a little embarrassed after hearing this. Indeed, it was as he had expected, the people from the Qianxue Court knew everything about the affairs of the Fantasy Killing Field.    

He was even thinking if the Fantasy Killing Field was being controlled by the people from the Qianxue Court.    

"This child has humiliated my clan's princes and princesses many times, and he is even a human being. I want to bring him back to the capital, I hope that you can be magnanimous." Cen Hao cupped his fist towards the white robe man, and his tone became a lot more gentle. The other party was from the Qianxue Court, and Qian Xuetingjun was not someone to be trifled with.    

"No." The white robe said. Only one sentence, no.    

When did the person that his Qianxue Court wanted, ever give way to someone else?    

"Are all the people from the Qianxue Court so heartless?" Cen Hao's expression could not help but turn cold, he had already deliberately lowered himself, and now that the other party was so powerful, did he really think that he was afraid of him?    

The white robe laughed, looked at Cen Hao, and said with great interest: "This person is someone important to the Ting Jun, are you sure you want to take him away?"    

"What!" When Cen Hao heard this, his head trembled. This brat, actually obtained Qian Xuetingjun's attention?    

"Ting Jun has specially ordered me to bring him to the Qianxue Court. You know what this means." The middle-aged white robe spoke as if nothing had happened, as if he was saying an extremely ordinary sentence.    

Cen Hao became silent. Qian Xuetingjun wanted to see this child, and in other words, this child had already received Qian Xuetingjun's invitation. This was not an ordinary matter.    

There was an unwritten rule in the Sky-Looking Place, anyone who received Qian Xuetingjun's invitation was not allowed to touch any of the powers, otherwise, they would become Qian Xuetingjun's enemy!    

Cen Hao stared at the middle aged white robe, he knew that he could no longer bring anyone back to his death.    

"Take him with you." With a wave of his hand, Cen Hao released the spatial shackles and disappeared.