Peerless God Emperor

Two figures stood in the air and looked at each other. Between the two of them, there was an endless and terrifying storm called the Sword Qi, which was frantically spinning, drowning everything.    

Xue Wuchang's eyes flashed with determination, he waved his hand, and the Seven Glorious Sky Light Cauldron appeared in front of him, continuously releasing divine light, as though it had formed into a defensive screen, causing the tornado of swords to be unable to advance even an inch.    

"You can't stop me." The sword spat out a sound. At this moment, his body seemed to have transformed into a peerless sharp sword, and an extremely terrifying sword light bloomed out, carrying with it an unstoppable force; even space itself was torn apart.    

Xue Wuchang's expression changed drastically as Genuine Essence s all over his body surged and crazily rushed into the Seven Shining Sky Light Cauldron. The Treasure Tripod continued to expand, and the mouth of the cauldron turned in another direction as it shot out countless of divine lights, all rushing towards the sword aura.    

The sword light moved forward with an unstoppable speed, destroying everything in its path. The moment the divine light and sword light collided, a deathly aura swept out, annihilating the divine light. The sword light continued forward, as if it was unstoppable.    

"No, that's impossible!" Xue Wuchang's eyes were wide opened, and could not help but shake his head, how could he be so strong!    

At the same time, the sword had already reached Xue Wuchang's side. The sword had already arrived at Xue Wuchang's side, its entire body was filled with the extremely sharp Sword Intent, and even its eyes were cold, as though it had penetrated deep into the soul.    

Xue Wuchang's face turned pale white, but he did not give up. He extended both of his hands, and instantly, the ice attributed Qi of heaven and earth erupted, transforming into invisible streams of air that rushed towards the sword, the strong winds slamming onto the sword's body, trying to stop the sword's advance.    

The Sword Intent erupted, its sword seemed fearless, walking in the storm, its thin figure was as steady as a mountain, unshakable, allowing the storm to strike them, the look in its eyes was still as resolute, its killing intent was still as strong as ever.    

Today, Xue Wuchang was definitely going to die.    

When Mu Hai saw what was happening in mid air, he was speechless for a long time. He seemed to understand why Qin Xuan regarded the sword so highly.    

"Don't …" As Xue Wuchang looked at the sword that was constantly enlarging in his eyes, a hint of fear finally emerged in his eyes. His body trembled uncontrollably, as if he was looking at a death god.    

The sword looked at Xue Wuchang, a ray of sword light flashed past his pitch black eyes, with just a glance, the sword light seemed to shoot out from the sword eye, and reflected into Xue Wuchang's eyes.    

Xue Wuchang suddenly felt a ray of sword aura appear in his eyes. He wanted to resist, but the sword aura suddenly blossomed, transforming into the image of a Endless Sword, piercing into his eyes.    

"Ah …"    

Xue Wuchang held onto both of his eyes with both of his hands, but even so, fresh blood still flowed out from the gaps between his fingers, it was extremely bright red.    

At a glance, Xue Wuchang could not even withstand a single glance from the sword.    

Just as the sword was about to kill Xue Wuchang, Qin Xuan suddenly said: "Wait."    

When the sword heard him, it stopped, turned and looked at Qin Xuan, only to see him saying: "Don't take his life, the most important thing is to retrieve the treasure."    

The sword nodded, then looked at Xue Wuchang and said indifferently: Hand it over.    

Xue Wuchang's face became extremely ugly, but at the moment, he no longer had a way out, if he wanted to live, he had to listen to them.    

Under the gaze of the sword, Xue Wuchang eventually summoned out his Treasure Tripod. The Seven Glorious Sky Light Cauldron instantly shrunk to a smaller size and appeared in front of the sword.    

The sword focused, its hand striking the Seven Glorious Sky Light Cauldron, causing the Treasure Tripod to tremble, following that it shot straight towards Qin Xuan.    

Mu Hai's eyes flickered, but then he understood, if not for Qin Xuan, he would have fallen here today.    

Seeing that the sword did not fuse with the soul of the Seven Glorious Sky Light Cauldron, Xue Wuchang's expression became serious. Could it be that he was not interested in the Treasure Tripod?    

Qin Xuan made a grasping motion with his palm, and the Seven Glorious Sky Light Cauldron immediately floated in front of him. The light inscriptions on the cauldron had already dimmed down, and it looked like an ordinary huge cauldron.    

Xue Wuchang had already exhausted all of the power of the Treasure Tripod the two times he had used it, so he naturally could not use it again unless he poured more Genuine Essence into it.    

Qin Xuan entered the center of the Treasure Tripod and quickly discovered a ball of pure white light floating in the center. It emanated a faint coldness, and was naturally Xue Wuchang's wisp of Division Soul.    

With just a thought, the majestic and strong soul power whizzed out, as if it had transformed into a divine phantom, and directly trampled over Xue Wuchang's Division Soul.    

In that moment, it was as if was struck by lightning. It was as if his heart was trampled by a Terror Power, as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with extreme fear, as though he had seen a ghost.    

He, was actually this strong!    

Xue Wuchang's heart was in turmoil, and even his breathing had stopped. The white-clothed youth's soul was like a sea of smoke, it was too terrifying, and there was no way to defend against it.    

It was only at this moment that he truly realized that white-clothed youth, who was commanding from the side, was the most terrifying out of the three.    

The reason why he didn't make a move was because he was disdainful.    

In just an instant, Qin Xuan had erased the soul imprint that Xue Wuchang had left in the Seven Glorious Sky Light Cauldron. At this moment, the Treasure Tripod had become ownerless once again.    

Mu Hai noticed Xue Wuchang's reaction, but he was not too surprised. The fact that Qin Xuan was able to easily destroy a heaven's pride level expert of the clan rank was nothing.    

However, Mu Hai would not know that the shock and fear that Xue Wuchang had experienced was even stronger than what he had imagined.    

Just then, Qin Xuan waved his sleeves, and the Seven Glorious Sky Light Cauldron shot down again. Seeing the Treasure Tripod shooting over, Mu Hai's eyes revealed a look of shock.    

"Boss …" Mu Hai asked blankly, somewhat unable to react.    

Qin Xuan revealed a smile, and joked: "What, you don't want it?"    

Mu Hai seemed to have understood something as a look of ecstasy flashed past his eyes, and he immediately nodded his head: "Of, of course we do!"    

After that, he kept the Seven Glorious Sky Light Cauldron into the spatial ring, and did not merge with it immediately. He was not in his strongest state right now, and he had already merged with the Treasure Tripod before.    

"How does he handle this?" The sword eyes looked at Qin Xuan, waiting for his answer.    

"Kill!" Qin Xuan spat out a sentence, and then turned around and left with an indifferent expression, as if nothing had happened.    

Just a mere Holy Son of the Thousand-Snow Hall, who would know if he were to die?    

Xue Wuchang's heart trembled when he heard this. He suddenly thought of something and loudly said: "You can't kill me. I have the Emperor Stage powerhouses's mark on me.    

Qin Xuan frowned, he had the Emperor Stage powerhouses's mark on him?    

Qin Xuan looked at Mu Hai and asked: "Is this true?"    

"He shouldn't be lying." Mu Hai nodded, "In order to protect the heaven's pride disciples from being killed, many experts would leave imprints on their bodies. They would appear in the face of death to intimidate their opponents."    

"So, you should have one as well?" Qin Xuan asked.    

"Yes." Mu Hai nodded again, then added: "However, a soul imprint is only a mark, and is unable to display the true strength of this sovereign. Moreover, this is the Cloud Mountain Range, so it is still unknown whether or not the soul imprint will descend."    

When Qin Xuan heard this, his brows relaxed and a hint of happiness appeared in his eyes. Even Emperor could not contain this place, so how could he allow Emperor Stage powerhouses to descend?    

Xue Wuchang saw the smile in Qin Xuan's eyes, his heart could not help but sink, and anxiously said: "If my Thousand-Snow Hall Rankers come, all of you will die!"    

"I would like to see if he will come!"    

The sword snorted, her fingers suddenly pointed forward, releasing an illusionary Sword Qi that pierced through the air, as though she was about to die.    

In that moment, Xue Wuchang's body trembled violently, and a strange force seemed to be released from his body. In the air, a strand of phantom appeared.    

When Qin Xuan and the other two saw the phantom, their expressions all changed, they actually appeared.    

Seeing the arrival of the powerful phantom, Xue Wuchang's originally gloomy eyes instantly lit up, and he shouted: "Senior, save me!"    

However, the moment the phantom appeared, the clouds in the sky started to roil, and following that, a divine beam of light that transcended everything shot straight towards the phantom.    

Before the phantom knew what had happened, its expression suddenly changed. Raising its head, it saw a ray of divine light shooting towards them with an unparalleled momentum.    

The snow-white phantom extended both hands, and one after another Ice light curtain appeared in the air, overlapping each other. However, the divine light was extremely powerful, and it directly penetrated through the Ice light curtain, ruthlessly smashing onto it.    

The phantom's eyes were wide opened, and before it could even cry out, its body transformed into a wave of ripples and dissipated into the air.    

From his appearance to his disappearance, only a few seconds had passed.    

At the same time, the Sword Qi that the sword had released had also pierced through Xue Wuchang's forehead.    

The Saint Child of the Thousand-Snow Hall, dead!    

In the Snow Region of Ice and Snow, in a majestic, towering hall.    

This hall was the place where all the important people in the Thousand-Snow Hall kept their orbs. Once the orbs were broken, it meant that the owner of the orb had already perished, and would disappear from this world forever.    

The Holy Son could already be considered an important figure in the Thousand-Snow Hall. There were three Holy Sons in the Thousand-Snow Hall and one in each of the three Great Stage: Origin King, Origin Emperor, and Origin Emperor.    

Every one of the Sacred Children had invested a lot of resources, and if nothing unexpected happened, the next one to become Thousand-Snow Hall's Master would be born among the three of them, becoming the Thousand-Snow Hall's Lord.    

As for the remaining two, they were the peak Thousand-Snow Hall's forces, the guards for the Hall Master.    

And at a certain time, at the location where the three Orbs of the Holy Son were stored, a slight tremble suddenly occurred in one of the Orbs. Afterwards, it directly exploded, and countless rays of light scattered in the air; it was incomparably gorgeous.    

Suddenly, a powerful presence descended on the ground where the Life Bead had shattered. An old man wearing a long robe made out of ice and snow had an extremely shocked expression as he stared fixedly at the light that scattered in front of him.    

Xue Wuchang's life orb had actually been broken, which meant that Xue Wuchang was no longer in this world.    

"Who is it? How dare you, the Holy Son of our Hall!"    

At this moment, an angry roar that shook the world resounded from one of the halls.    

In that instant, a terrifying wave of Icy Rule erupted in the sky. Endless amounts of icy attribute spiritual energy surged violently, and the temperature of the world dropped to the extreme, as though space itself had frozen.