Peerless God Emperor

Of course, most of the guests were here to visit Qin Xuan. They already knew that Qin Xuan was Lord of Gods' Palace in the Asura Hell. He had a high position and was in no way inferior to Lord of Gods' Palace.    

Therefore, they had no doubt that as long as they gave Qin Xuan enough time, he would definitely become a top-notch character in the future. At least, he would be an existence on the same level as Lord of Gods' Palace, perhaps even stronger than them.    

Inside the garden, a few figures were chatting with each other. It was Ximen Guyan, Ling Luori, and Alcohol Immortal. Behind Ling Luori stood a beautiful figure. Naturally, it was Han Ronger.    

Although Ximen Guyan and the others were old friends, the three of them just sat there and didn't speak up to break the silence.    

Han Ronger looked at the scene before her and couldn't help sighing inwardly. She naturally knew why they didn't say anything. They were probably thinking about the past.    

Back then in the Universal City, the four of them gathered in a different garden to drink and talk. Back then, they were extremely carefree and carefree, but now, there were only three people left and their old friends were gone, never to be seen again.    

At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard and a young figure came over. It was Qin Xuan.    

He glanced at Han Ronger and saw Han Ronger giving him a look. Qin Xuan was stunned for a moment before he seemed to understand something. His expression immediately became somewhat gloomy.    

Back then, Qing Cloud Knife Saint had fallen to protect him.    

"Master, Uncle Ling, Senior Wine." Qin Xuan greeted the three of them.    

"Qin Xuan is here." Ling Luori glanced at Qin Xuan and revealed a gratified smile. "The last time I saw you, you were only in the Wu Steel Realm. Many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now you have already stepped into the Emperor's Realm. What a fearsome talent."    

"In the future, your strength will definitely surpass ours." Alcohol Immortal also chimed in. Qin Xuan was Ximen Guyan's disciple. Seeing Qin Xuan's current achievements, he was naturally happy from the bottom of his heart.    

Qin Xuan could tell that there was sadness in Alcohol Immortal and Ling Luori's hearts. Qing Cloud Knife Saint's death and Master's injuries were scars in their hearts that could never be healed.    

"Let bygones be bygones. Think about the future and everything will be fine." Ximen Guyan said at this moment. Obviously, he had also noticed that Alcohol Immortal and Ling Luori had not come out yet, so he tried to comfort them.    

"You're quite open-minded. I wonder how much longer you'll be able to live for, and you're still consoling us here." Ling Luori snorted coldly at Ximen Guyan. Ximen Guyan's gaze instantly froze and he was speechless.    

"Don't worry Uncle Ling, I will definitely think of a way to heal Teacher's injury. As for Senior Qing Yun's death, I will definitely avenge him." Qin Xuan looked at Ling Luori and said with a serious expression.    

"Are you sure you can cure Master's injury?" Ling Luori asked uncertainly. After all, Ximen Guyan's cultivation had been crippled and all the meridians in his body had been broken. Before this, he was a saint, so it was very difficult to reconstruct his meridians.    

"Sure, but it will take some time." He did not know where Fen Old Master was, so he could only wait for Fen Old Master to come and find him.    

"That's good." Ling Luori nodded. Alcohol Immortal's expression also eased up a lot. Since Qing Cloud Knife Saint had already fallen, this matter was irreversible. If Ximen Guyan could recover from his injuries, it would be the greatest comfort they could get.    

After that, Qin Xuan chatted with the three of them for a while and told them his experiences in the Asura Hell. The three of them felt waves rising in their hearts, even though they had cultivated for thousands of years, their experiences were not as big as Qin Xuan's.    

Ximen Guyan cast a deep glance at Qin Xuan. Now, he already realized that his disciple was truly able to stand alone. He was no longer the young generation that needed his protection. He was gradually becoming a leader.    

"Qin Xuan, how strong are you exactly?" Alcohol Immortal looked at Qin Xuan and asked. Ling Luori and Ximen Guyan's eyes also revealed a hint of curiosity. Obviously, they both wanted to know how strong Qin Xuan's fighting strength was.    

"If he were to meet an ordinary First Order Saint, the chances of him winning are not small. The top talents would probably have a draw." Qin Xuan pondered for a moment and replied to Alcohol Immortal.    

The people with the highest natural talent in his eyes were monstrous characters at the level of Cang Qin and Dongfang Ling. Whereas those who were at the level of Zhou and Nanyin were only at the first rank in his eyes, and were far from being considered to be at the peak.    

"It's comparable to a peak level one Saint!"    

The three of them couldn't help but tremble in fear. They looked at each other and could see the shock on each other's faces. What level of talent was this?    

This meant that Qin Xuan's current strength was not much weaker than theirs, and after a while, when he steps into the Saint Stage, he will definitely be much stronger than theirs.    

It was hard to imagine that a junior's strength could reach such a level. As expected, they were already old.    

Not only were they shocked, Han Ronger, who was at the side, was also shocked. She looked at Qin Xuan in a daze. Was he that strong?    

Back then, she and Qin Xuan were both at the ninth level of Origin Emperor. Fifteen years had passed and she had only just stepped into the Early Rank of Emperor Stage, while Qin Xuan had already stepped into the level of an Emperor, and was even comparable to a peak-level First Order Saint.    

Han Ronger did not head for the Asura Hell. She knew very well about her own talent, it was just that she was proficient in the way of sound of zither. Her talent in the Martial Way was not strong, so going to the Asura Hell would not yield much.    

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a little regretful. If she had gone back then, what would have been the result?    

However, this thought only flashed through her mind. The matter had already passed, and no matter how regretful she was, it was useless. It was good enough for her to be with her teacher in the Nine Regions.    

The few of them exchanged greetings for a period of time. At some point, a voice entered Qin Xuan's mind, causing his expression to change and a hint of joy to appear in his eyes.    

He then bid farewell to the three of them and left the area.    

Not long after, Qin Xuan arrived at the entrance to the garden and saw a young man standing there. He wore a white robe and had a playful smile on his face. He looked extremely frivolous.    

"Big Brother Feng." Qin Xuan looked at the young man and smiled. The person who had just arrived was none other than Feng Qing.    

"I knew you were here, the first thing I did was hurry over." Wu Tie said with a smile. He walked in front of Qin Xuan and patted his shoulder with his palm. He laughed loudly and said, "Good boy, you have become much stronger!"    

"..." Qin Xuan had a helpless expression on his face. He was already a Great Emperor, how could he be the same as before?