Peerless God Emperor

A moment later, Luo Qingli finally remembered something, and the scene of her father being attacked appeared in her mind. Her heart trembled violently, her eyes were red, and tears kept flowing from her eyes, as if she was extremely sad.    

"Father …" Luo Qingli's voice was choked with sobs, she did not dare to recall those things, and even more so, did not dare to think where her father was right now, or if he was still alive. She was afraid that the result would cause her to despair.    

Seeing the tears on Luo Qingli's face, Yan Ling's heart ached. Even if the woman in front of him wasn't her, her identical countenance still reminded him of his past experiences. That was enough.    

"Luoqing, your father and I are good friends. We know where he is right now. Are you willing to come with me?" Yan Kuo asked.    

In her memory, she had no impression of this person, but she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with him, as if she had seen him before. Furthermore, her intuition told her that this person would not harm her.    

"I'm willing to leave with you, senior." Luo Qingli replied.    

"But he might die." Yan Kuo said again.    

"Right now, I have nothing to be afraid of. Even if I die, I will not marry an enemy." Her clear, cold eyes revealed a trace of determination. She had already remembered everything, so she naturally knew why she was here.    

Nan Yin wanted to forcefully take her as his wife.    

Upon hearing Luo Qingli's words, Nan Yin's expression became even colder. He would rather die than marry her?    

"Alright!" He then turned his gaze to Qing Yangzi and said, "I have known you for so many years and have never asked for your help. Today, I will give you my old face and beg you for a favor. I hope you will not decline."    

"Go ahead." Initially, he would have done his best to fulfill Yan Hua's request. However, in this current situation, it was difficult for him to do so.    

"I'm going to die. Let her leave." A voice rang out from Yan Feng's mouth. Yan Kui's expression was extremely indifferent, as though he had seen through everything.    

Hearing Yan Sheng's words, the crowd felt their hearts tremble. A hint of disbelief flashed across their faces. Yan Sheng, is he going to use his own life to exchange for Luo Qingli?    

Qing Yangzi stared at Yan Kuo and finally understood what he was thinking.    

Yan Kuo knew that he could not let them leave this place, so he traded his life for it, so that he would have a choice.    

After killing a close friend, even if the Saint Lord of Nanhua decided to blame him in the future, he would have enough reason to refute. After all, the Saint Lord of Nanhua knew what relationship he had with Yan Wang.    

Qin Xuan was not calm at the moment. Yan Sheng's decision had exceeded his expectations. He knew that Luo Qing Li was not the girl he was looking for, yet he still wanted to save her. This showed just how stubborn he was.    

When a person reached the level of Yan Sheng, once they decided to do something, they would ignore everything else. Nothing could shake their resolve.    

"If you are not willing to act, then I will do it myself." Qing Yangzi's gaze froze. Once again, he could feel Yan Su's determination, not even giving him the chance to choose.    

All he wanted was to die.    

The gazes of countless people were riveted onto Yan Ling, their hearts pounding madly. Was a peerless expert about to perish here?    

"Let him die."    

Just then, an imposing voice came from above, as though it came from beyond the heavens, and travelled through the Endless Space, causing the crowd's expression to change, following that, they raised their heads, wanting to see who the speaker was.    

An incomparably resplendent divine light pierced through the skies, descending upon this entire region. The aura of a great Dao emanated forth from it, causing the entire Vast Space to tremble.    

After which, a towering figure walked out from the divine light. Even from a distance, the spectators could sense the transcendent aura radiating from this person, akin to a supreme deity. As they gazed upon this figure, the spectators only felt that they were extremely minuscule, insignificant and insignificant.    

Nan Yin raised his head to look at the figure in the sky, then shouted with incomparable excitement, "royal father!"    

This person was none other than the head of the Nanhua Empire, the Saint Lord of the Nanhua Empire.    

"We pay our respects to the Saint Lord!"    

At this moment, Qi Sheng, the Southern Immortal King, and the Skysea King all bowed and called out. Qin Xuan and the others looked at the majestic figure in the sky and felt extremely uneasy. Had the events here alarmed the Holy Lord of Nanhua?    

"Southern Reaches' Abyss." He could be certain that the reason for Yin's marriage to Luo Qingli was because of him. Otherwise, why would Nan Yin would be so ruthless to Luo Ga Dongting?    

Luo Qingli's appearance was similar to hers, and only a few people knew of it. However, Nan Yin was only a junior, it was impossible for him to know of this matter.    

Upon seeing Yan Ling's cold gaze, there was not a single ripple on Nan Lin Yuan's face. Instead, he said lightly, "Didn't you just kill yourself just now? Why didn't you continue?"    

"Despicable man, back then I was with you, it was my, Yan Ji's, life failure!" Yan Ling shouted coldly, his voice filled with rage. If he had not been deceived by Lin Yuan's words, he would not have done such an ignorant thing!    

Yan Kui's words caused Lin Yuan to sneer, "You've already reached the fifth step of cultivation, but you're still able to say such naive words. I'm really disappointed, do you think you can wash away your sins by pushing all the blame onto me?"    

"This is my problem, I don't need you to remind me." Yan Feng sarcastically said, "On the other hand, you are really shameless to the point of being shameless. You didn't even get your son to marry a girl with a similar appearance to her. Is it because you want to satisfy your previously unfulfilled desire?"    

"Yan Kuo, you are too presumptuous!" A formless pressure descended from the skies like the might of the heavens, pressing down on Yan Kui's body. Yan Feng's body trembled as he coughed out a mouthful of blood, before plummeting downwards at great speed.