Peerless God Emperor

Brightmoon Snow's body was surrounded by an extremely terrifying soul power. It was as if her soul had turned into millions of lines that spread out in all directions, covering an endless area with her will. Everyone's actions were within her line of sight.    

Nanlin's gaze was fixed on the bright moon and the snowy moon, and a grave expression appeared on his sharp face.    

This talent was heaven defying. If she were to break through into the sixth stage, then her strength would very likely reach the seventh stage, and at that time, she would be able to contend against him.    

"It looks like you cultivated a powerful Arcane Art back then, able to bring death back to life and strengthen the soul power." "Senior apprentice-brother, senior apprentice-brother." Northface said coldly to Brightmoon.    

However, Brightmoon didn't even glance at him, completely ignoring his words.    

"Hmph, do you really think I won't make a move on you?" Nan Linyuan let out a cold snort. With a swipe of his palm, a powerful force appeared in the world. A huge palm print condensed in the sky like the hand of a god, releasing a dazzling light.    

Following a thunderous boom, the hands of God of Heaven descended, blasting towards Moon Snow's body.    

"This …" The countenances of countless people instantly changed. They all felt that the hand of the Heavenly God was too terrifying, containing an earth-shattering might. As the palm strike landed, even if Ming Xue was a Saint of the fifth step, she would still be heavily injured if she didn't die.    

"Tower Lord!"    

"Mother!"    

Yun Fei and Shangguan Yulian shouted out at the same time, their faces as pale as paper, their eyes filled with extreme worry, afraid that Ming Xue would be injured. After all, the person who had attacked was the Saint of Nanhua, a Saint of the seventh step.    

"Is this the end?" Qin Xuan stared at the figure of Ming Xue. He was not at peace, as he had a feeling that the revival of Ming Xue was planned before her fall. Yun Sheng must have known about this as well.    

In that case, Ming Xue must have kept her trump card, otherwise she would not have been able to fight against the Saint Lord of Nanhua. The result would be the same as before.    

The attack of a Saint of the seventh step was extremely powerful. In just an instant, the hand of the God of Heaven pierced through the space, causing countless snowflakes to disappear, as if they had never existed.    

Just as the Empyrean God's hand was about to land on Brightmoon's body, an illusory figure suddenly appeared in the air next to her, without any warning at all.    

He raised his head and glanced up at the sky. A crescent moon suddenly appeared in the air, and silver light erupted from it, enveloping the hands of the Heavenly God like moonlight.    

"Boom, boom, boom …"    

An extremely terrifying aura exploded from the God of Heaven's hand, trying to destroy everything, tearing the moonlight apart. However, the moonlight seemed endless, constantly weakening the power contained in the God of Heaven's hand.    

"Who is he?"    

The gazes of countless people in the air froze as they stared at the illusory figure beside Moon Snow. Even their breathing had halted. He had actually blocked the attack of the Holy Emperor?    

Furthermore, he was just a phantom and not the arrival of his true body. Then, just how terrifying would his strength be?    

Nan Linyuan's expression suddenly shook as his gaze pierced through space to look at the phantom. However, that phantom was extremely blurry and his face could not be seen clearly. He asked with a deep voice, "Who are you?"    

Lin Yuan was a Saint of the seventh step. Apart from a few old freaks from the four great regions, he could be said to be invincible throughout the Asura Hells. His tone was extremely arrogant and overbearing.    

The gazes of everyone present were fixated on that figure, their hearts trembling uncontrollably. To guess that person's identity?    

Since this person dared to confront the Holy Lord of Nanhua in public, he must be at the peak of his power, right?    

The silhouette glanced at the Holy Lord of Nanhua before shifting his gaze back to Moon Snow. Stretching out a hand to hold her hand, he spoke in a gentle voice, "I've come too late."    

"A thousand years of waiting has finally not been in vain." At this moment, she was no longer like a queen of ice, but instead a gentle woman. The feeling she gave others was extremely gentle, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for her.    

Upon hearing the conversation between the two, Southern Lin Yuan's expression froze for a moment. Then, as if a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind, he thought of an extremely bold possibility.    

Could that illusory figure be Shangguan Yi?    

However, how could that be possible? Back then, they had joined forces to kill Shangguan Yi, not only destroying his fleshly body, but also his soul.    

That person was not Shangguan Yi, but Ming Xue's attitude towards that figure gave him a hint of a guess. If even Ming Yue Xue could be revived, why couldn't Shangguan Yi do the same?    

Back then, there had been many people pursuing her, but she had only been in love with one person, and that person was Shangguan Yi.    

"Shangguan Yi?" It was as if he was trying to test the waters, even though he didn't think that the possibility of such an outcome was very high.    

That figure slowly turned his head, looking in the direction of Lin Yuan in the south, and said in an indifferent voice, "You still remember me?"    

As the sound of his voice faded, the hearts of countless people trembled violently, as though they had been struck by a heavy object. Shock appeared on the faces of everyone present, as though they had witnessed a terrifying scene.    

The illusory figure in the air … was Shangguan Yi?    

Shangguan Yulian's beautiful eyes stared blankly at the illusory figure beside Ming Yue Xue. She also felt that it was inconceivable. Was that person her father?    

"Yi Sheng, he also came back to life?" At this moment, Qin Xuan, Song Yue and the rest were all dumbstruck, feeling that everything before them was surreal. Brightmoon Snow and Yi Sheng were both people who had fallen a thousand years ago, yet now both of them had been resurrected. This was unbelievable!    

"This is heaven-defying …" The corner of Gongsun Lu's mouth twitched. Could a dead person really be revived?    

Duan Ling Tian was speechless in his heart. Even if he had read up on the ancient books in the clan and heard many shocking things, he was still unable to give a reasonable explanation for the scene that happened before his eyes.    

Shangguan Yi's figure gradually solidified, and his blurry face became clearer. He looked to be around 30 years of age, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was extraordinary, and the contours of his face exuded a natural and unrestrained aura, giving off the charisma of a mature man.    

"Yi Sheng is so handsome!" Many people couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. Even some of the men felt a sense of inferiority when they saw Yi Sheng's appearance. In front of him, they were too far apart.    

"Shangguan Yi!"    

A cold voice sounded out from Lin Yuan's mouth. He had an extremely gloomy expression and his entire body was filled with a terrifying chill. It was obvious that the anger in his heart had reached its peak!