Peerless God Emperor

"An aura has disappeared!" Suddenly, someone shouted in shock.    

The expressions of many people changed, the soul power moved towards the flaming tornado, their hearts fiercely twitched, indeed, there was only one Qi left, it seemed that one of them had fallen.    

Xuanyuan Potian's expression instantly tensed up, his brows knitted tightly, and his eyes filled with worry. He prayed unceasingly in his heart, 'Please don't let anything happen to me, please don't...'    

Huo Ze's eyes flashed with a sharp light, he raised his foot and a calm voice sounded out: "Let's just wait patiently for the battle to end."    

Huo Ze frowned, he was slightly unhappy, but he still retreated, because he could not afford to offend the person who spoke.    

Feng Tianyi gazed at the blazing storm, his eyes seemed to have two tornados spinning within them, it was extremely terrifying.    

For someone as powerful as him, he could only sense a single powerful aura within the windstorm. However, he had no idea who that aura was.    

Although the possibility of the aura being Fan Ye was the highest, Feng Tianyi had a faint, bold thought; maybe, there really would be an unexpected result.    

At this moment, everyone's gaze converged onto one spot, focusing on the blazing storm. Although many people already had the answer in their hearts, they still wanted to personally verify it. This battle was enough to stir up a huge commotion in Yunhuang City, and the final identity of the victor, was very important.    

If Fan Ye won, the royal weapon in Qin Xuan's hands would belong to him, and this battle would prove his strength was strong enough to intimidate many of the Heaven's Pride of Yunhuang City.    

But if Qin Xuan won, the result would be completely different.    

After Origin King Stage, the difference between each Minor Stage would only grow bigger and bigger. Being able to surpass an opponent by one realm was already considered a heaven's pride expert; to defeat someone by crossing two realms was already considered an extraordinary feat.    

And having crossed five realms was unprecedented.    

Although Qin Xuan had borrowed the might of the royal weapon, being able to borrow strength from outside was still a type of powerful ability, which was enough to prove that Qin Xuan was not ordinary.    

Of course, the majority of the people tended to think that the person who lived was Fan Ye. In their hearts, they felt sad for Qin Xuan's death, not only did he lose his life, even his royal weapon was taken away by others, it was too tragic.    

As the fire storm gradually dissipated, the fire attribute spiritual energy in the area also calmed down.    

The gazes of the crowd were fixated on the blazing storm. Within it, a silhouette gradually became clearer, standing tall and slender within the flames, exuding an unmatched magnificence.    

"This figure doesn't seem to be the same." Someone muttered, a look of doubt flashing past his eyes, this figure seemed to be slightly different from Fan Ye.    

But even so, he still didn't dare to think of another possibility. Wasn't that too shocking and unbelievable?    

Suddenly, the figure within the flames moved, lifting his foot slightly as he walked out.    

"It's coming out!"    

In the next instant, the spectators only saw a figure clad in white slowly stepping out from the flames. His gaze was like a sword, his handsome face had traces of weariness written on it, but the domineering look in his eyes caused the hearts of many to tremble.    

Xuanyuan Potian looked at the figure, and when he saw that it was Qin Xuan, his eyes instantly widened and paused for a few seconds. Then, his eyes revealed a look of ecstasy, and his originally tense heart finally calmed down.    

Although Qin Xuan had not fought for long, it felt like several centuries had passed, the time he had been waiting for was too long and it was extremely torturous. There was a moment where he even wanted to rush up and fight with Qin Xuan, at worst, he would just die together with him.    

Sensing that the space had quieted down, the resting sword by the side let out a weak voice, "The result, how is it?"    

At this time, the sword closed his eyes and allowed the Genuine Essence in his body to heal their injuries, but he knew what was happening outside. Qin Xuan was fighting a life and death battle with Fan Ye for him.    

"Take a look yourself." Xuanyuan Potian took a deep breath and spoke to the sword.    

The sword blade could not help but tremble upon hearing these words. As he trembled, he gradually realized a certain possibility. His closed eyes snapped open as he felt as though ten thousand sharp blades had pierced through his heart. The pain made him feel so much that he couldn't breathe.    

He slowly turned his head to look at the blazing storm. When he saw the exceptional figure standing in front of the storm, he was stunned for a moment before seemingly understanding what was going on. A brilliant smile blossomed on his face.    

His smile was so brilliant. The sunlight was like a ray of warm sun on a spring day. This was the happiest smile he had ever had since the birth of his sword.    

The sword looked at Xuanyuan Potian and said indifferently: "Just you wait."    

Xuanyuan Potian was startled, and asked: "Wait for what?"    

"Wait for me to recover."    

After which, he sat back down, closing his eyes to recover from his injuries. However, the corners of his mouth still had a smile plastered on it.    

Xuanyuan Potian's expression froze, he had a faint premonition that once this fellow recovered, the first person he would hit would be him.    

"Qin Xuan, he killed Fan Ye!"    

At this moment, the greatest shock was the vast crowd.    

Everyone's faces were filled with disbelief that a Qin Xuan from the Third Level of Origin King Stage had actually killed Fan Ye. This result, which no one dared to even think about, had suddenly appeared in front of them, giving them the most intense shock.    

If taking Fan Ye's attack head on and not dying was a miracle, then killing Fan Ye was no doubt a miracle created by Qin Xuan with his own hands.    

That ordinary youth that everyone had overlooked was so extraordinary. His radiance was boundless, surpassing everyone's expectations.    

The things he did made everyone tremble in fear.    

Feng Tianyi gave Qin Xuan a deep glance. Even someone as powerful as him couldn't calm down within his heart.    

Huo Ze's expression kept changing, he did not expect this outcome, Fan Ye actually died in the hands of an unknown person, this made him even more greedy for Sobbing Sky Sword, if not for Sobbing Sky Sword, how could Qin Xuan kill Fan Ye?    

A trace of greed flashed across his eyes, Huo Ze walked towards Qin Xuan and laughed: "Looks like I, Huo Rulie, was too stupid to say anything earlier, I didn't think that little brother would be so outstanding, it really makes me embarrassed."    

But Qin Xuan did not even look at him, as though he was ignoring him, and turned to leave.    

Huo Ze's expression froze, and did not know how to react, was he being ignored?    

When the crowd saw this scene, their faces revealed expressions of interest. Previously, Huo Ze had thought that he was powerful and that he was from the great power, so he spoke to Qin Xuan in a high and mighty tone. Inviting him to join the Nine Heavens Palace was actually to snatch the royal weapon from Qin Xuan's hands.    

Although his tone had softened, everyone knew what he was thinking. He wanted to rope Qin Xuan in, but Qin Xuan could even kill Fan Ye, so how could they care about him?    

Seeing that Qin Xuan did not even turn his head and had completely ignored his own words, a cold look appeared on Huo Ze's face as he threatened: "This is my first time going out on a experiential learning, so I better not show off too much, or else I'll suffer a loss."    

Qin Xuan's footsteps suddenly stopped. He turned around to look at Huo Ze, and spat out a single word with an ice-cold expression: "Scram."    

The moment the word "scram" was heard, the space suddenly became extremely quiet. Everyone became absolutely silent, not daring to say a single word.    

Seeing that Qin Xuan was ignoring him, Huo Ze became angry from the embarrassment. She threatened Qin Xuan and Qin Xuan only replied with one word, scram.    

Qin Xuan, tell Huo Ze to scram.    

Who was Huo Ze? The peak disciples of the Nine Heavens Palace had peak Eighth Level of Origin King Stage and were undoubtedly strong in terms of strength.    

Although Fan Ye was also of the same realm, he was, after all, only born in a clan level force, so the amount of resources he could obtain was naturally far less than what he, a top disciple of a clan level force, could obtain.    

Therefore, in terms of strength, Huo Ze was definitely stronger than Fan Ye, and many people thought the same.    

But Qin Xuan had only responded with a scram, evidently showing that he did not place Huo Ze in his eyes.    

However, Qin Xuan seemed to not care about what the others were thinking, he continued walking, holding the Sobbing Sky Sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword dragged on the ground, producing an extremely ear-piercing sound, as though he was telling everyone else, not to provoke him.    

Looking at the skinny back figure of Qin Xuan, the spectators could only feel a chill running down their spines. This Qin Xuan was too arrogant, but within his arrogance, there was confidence that he could advance forward no matter what, whoever provoked him could only die.    

A few powerful and knowledgeable people looked at Qin Xuan's figure with complicated expressions. This kind of self-confidence was extremely rare amongst the younger generation, maybe, only those demon-level characters had this kind of self-confidence.    

Qin Xuan had the qualifications and the potential to become that demon.    

Huo Ze's face was extremely ashen, it was extremely unsightly, and a hint of extreme coldness spread through his heart, causing his eyes to flicker with a cold light, containing traces of killing intent.    

How could he, a dignified top disciple of the Nine Heavens Palace, be told to scram by someone of a lower realm?    

"You are courting death." A voice suddenly sounded, mixed with anger.