Peerless God Emperor

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's brows twitched, he faintly felt a trace of abnormality.'s usual tone was very casual and light, but this time, it was very deep, as if there was something on his mind.    

"Big Brother Feng, what happened to you?" Qin Xuan asked in concern.    

"It's nothing. I'm just thinking about the past. It's just that I'm a bit nostalgic." Feng Qing's laughter could be heard, but Qin Xuan could tell that the laughter was forced, Big Brother Feng must have something on his mind.    

Qin Xuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "If Big Brother Feng has any difficulties, why not tell me, maybe I can help out, if you still have unfinished wishes, I can fulfill them for you."    

As Qin Xuan's voice fell, Feng Qing suddenly became quiet. He felt very warm in his heart; he had not felt this kind of warmth for many years.    

"You don't have to worry about me. I'm a saint, what can possibly trouble me in this world?" Feng Qing laughed playfully, as if he had returned to his previous state.    

A serious look flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, it seemed that the Big Brother Feng was not willing to say it, and did not want him to know about it. Suddenly, Qin Xuan's expression froze, and thought of a possibility, was this matter related to the enemies of the Big Brother Feng?    

He still remembered that the first time he met Feng Qing was in the Dragon Buried Abyss. At that time, the Big Brother Feng was suppressed by the Eternal Demon Tablet, and now, he already knew that Feng Qing's cultivation was sacred.    

He was at least a saint, and was even stronger than a Big Brother Feng.    

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On the second day, Ximen Guyan left the tavern and headed towards the direction of the Heavenly Castle.    

Not long after, a guard of the Heavenly Fort saw a figure walking over from afar. He had a strange expression on his face. Why did this person look so familiar?    

As the figure got closer and closer, the guard finally saw the person's face clearly. It was a middle-aged man with deep eyes, sharp facial features, and a handsome appearance. His black hair danced in the wind, revealing an indescribable elegance.    

"This is …" The guard seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly froze. His face revealed an incomparably terrified expression, Ximen Guyan!    

He had also went to watch the Groom Search Competition that happened two days ago at the center of Tianhuang City. However, at that time, he was within the crowd and could only gaze at Ximen Guyan from afar.    

However, he never expected that he would actually see his true appearance at such a close distance. At that moment, he could not help but sigh in his heart, Ximen Guyan was really cool and unrestrained.    

Ximen Guyan walked over step by step, walking in the air. Every step seemed to be very slow, but in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the guard.    

The guard's body seemed to have stiffened, he stood there dumbly, his gaze was a little sluggish as he looked at Ximen Guyan, as though his face was imprinted in his mind.    

Ximen Guyan continued to move forward, and in an instant, he disappeared from his sight.    

Even though it had only been a short instant, and Ximen Guyan didn't even look at him, he was already satisfied. With the grace of some people, being able to see him once was already a fortunate event in their lives.    

At the top floor of the castle.    

Inside the palace, the Primal Beginning Wasteland Lord was discussing something with Ji Xuan. He suddenly looked outside, a smile emerging on his face as he muttered to himself, "He's here."    

"You're here?" Ji Xuan's expression froze for a moment, and he quickly found out who it was. He turned to Wasteland Lord and asked, "Do I need to avoid Master?"    

He knew that Ximen Guyan was not only here to return the Nine Dragons Desolate Tower, he was also here to discuss other important matters.    

"Mm, you can leave first." The Wasteland Lord waved his hand.    

"Disciple will take his leave." Ji Xuan bowed towards the Primal Beginning Wasteland Lord, then his body left the hall in a flash. Not long after Ji Xuan left, a handsome figure appeared outside the hall.    

"You're finally willing to come. I've waited for you for thousands of years." The Wasteland Lord smiled at Ximen Guyan, and spoke with a tone of complaint.    

If someone were to hear these words, they would probably be shocked speechless. The master of the vast wastelands, one of the top few people in the entire Tianxuan Nine Domains, had actually waited for a person for thousands of years!    

"Right now, you are a member of the Wasteland Lord, what kind of glory is that? I am just an idle person, how would I have the face to meet you?" Ximen Guyan said casually, as if he was talking to an ordinary friend.    

"Sit." The Wasteland Lord said.    

Ximen Guyan casually found a place to sit, and looked around the hall, his eyes occasionally revealing a light, and joked: "This place is pretty good, Wasteland Lord is truly impressive."    

"You still care about that?" The Primal Wasteland Lord rolled his eyes at Ximen Guyan, and said, "If you really care about the place, then you wouldn't have hid in the Sunset Solitary Smoke City for dozens of years."    

The Sunset Solitary Smoke City was established ten thousand years ago. At that time, the two great sages of the Zither Sound Zither Demons guarded this place together, and it was as flourishing as a main city. After that, the two left one after the other, until Ximen Guyan returned to the Sunset Solitary Smoke City a few decades ago and did not leave again.    

Very few people knew that he did not come back alone. He was carrying a baby girl in his arms, and it was naturally Ximen Bingyue.    

Hearing this, Ximen Guyan laughed, looked at Wasteland Lord and said, "Have I come out yet? I'm not planning to go back in the future. The Ice Moon over at Sunset Solitary Smoke City is there, if you still remember your old friend's relationship with him, just send a few saints to help her."    

"Scram!" When the Wasteland Lord heard this, he immediately cursed, "Does this guy think he's a saint? How many people are he supposed to send?"    

Ximen Guyan did not seem to mind being scolded at all, his expression was extremely indifferent, as though he had already gotten used to it. It was because he had seen the most genuine side of the.    

"Time flies, it's been 20,000 years, right?" Ximen Guyan suddenly sighed with emotion, a hint of loss and nostalgia appeared in his eyes. If he could turn back the clock, he would rather give up his cultivation, and be an ordinary person.    

"Twenty eight thousand years have passed. You, I, Sunset, and Shi Yu have met each other in the Demonic Desolate Domain. We have traveled together through the ruins and seen all the mountains and rivers. The Wasteland Lord slowly said, his tone revealing a trace of helplessness.    

"Ouyang, perhaps I shouldn't have cultivated."    

Ximen Guyan suddenly laughed bitterly. Because of cultivation, he gained a powerful strength, and there were many things that he hated and wanted to change, but in the end, he realized that even if he cultivated to the point where countless people revered him, he was still unable to change anything.    

The Wasteland Lord had the surname Ouyang and was named Huang.    

"You're wrong." Ouyang Huang shook his head. His expression flickered as he looked at Ouyang Huang.    

"Your nature is like this. You hate evil like hatred, and you have a righteous personality. Even if you didn't start off with cultivation, after seeing too many miserable encounters, you would still set foot on the path of cultivation. It's just a matter of time."    

Ouyang Huang slowly said, as if he had seen through everything. He had known Ximen Guyan for many years, so he was extremely familiar with him.    

Ximen Guyan became silent. After a long while, he looked at Ouyang Huang with a solemn expression and said: "After Bingyue gets married, I'll go and fetch Shi Yu. If I don't return, then help me take care of her.    

Ouyang Huang's gaze hardened. He knew that Ximen Guyan had already made his decision, if not for Ximen Bingyue's birth, this fellow would have gone to the Sanqing Mountain to fetch Shi Yu. Now that he had entrusted the ice moon, he no longer had anything to worry about, so he naturally had to look for Shi Yu.    

"Do you have any news of the sunset?" Ouyang Huang suddenly looked at Ximen Guyan and asked. Ling Luori and Ximen Guyan were both skilled in zither s, but their zither arts were completely different.    

"Ten thousand years ago, a figure suddenly appeared on the Sanqing Mountain. Using sound of zither to kill countless emperors, he severely injured several saints and in the end, used all his strength to escape from the encirclement. This fellow is even more anxious than me."    

was his wife, but he could not go and save her. Ling Luori was his close friend, yet he was not present when he was injured. This kind of feeling was too unbearable.    

All these years he had been suffering, and now he was free to do what he had always wanted to do but could not.    

Ouyang Huang looked at Ximen Guyan deeply. He naturally knew what Ximen Guyan was thinking, so he did not try to persuade him.    

In fact, he would have gone to the Sanqing Mountain in the past, but as the master of the wastelands now, he was not just one person. He was responsible for countless of people in the wastelands and he could not bring disaster to the wastelands because of his own selfish desire.    

"I will take care of Frost Moon for you. There won't be anyone who can harm her, so you can rest assured." Ouyang Huang sighed.    

"Thank you very much." Ximen Guyan nodded slightly. Then, he suddenly thought of something, and said. "There's still one more person, I hope you can take care of him."    

"Who?" Ouyang Huang's eyes revealed a look of astonishment. He could not think of anyone else other than Ximen Bingyue, who could possibly cause him to pay so much attention.    

"My disciple." Ximen Guyan said.    

"Qin Xuan?" said. Previously, when Ji Xuan came back, he mentioned this person, but his cultivation seemed to only be at the seventh level of Origin King Stage. He was a little confused as to why Ximen Guyan accepted him as a disciple.    

Ximen Guyan's expression suddenly became extremely serious. Staring at Ouyang Huang, he said in a heavy voice, "I predict that this child will soon become the master of the fate of the Profound Sky Continent!"    

After saying that, Ouyang Huang's heart suddenly trembled, a berserk look flashed past his eyes, Master of Sky Profound Fate, a Origin King Stage junior?    

Even if it was him, the Wasteland Lord who ruled over the entire wastelands admitted that he couldn't do this. If a junior was able to do it, it would be too absurd.    

Ximen Guyan stood up, leaving the Nine Dragons Desolate Tower behind, and then slowly walked out. His figure gradually became small, and then a voice came out into the hall.    

"Believe me, he will."    

Ouyang Huang's expression shook, his mind continued to echo Ximen Guyan's words, although he felt that what he said was absurd, but in his memory, the words that his friend said, seemed to have become true.    

Did this disciple of his really have that much power?