Peerless God Emperor

"There are a few questions I would like to ask." Jian Qi's gaze was fixated on the white-haired youth as he continued, "Did you manage to obtain anything in that space?"    

"No comment." The white-haired youth said indifferently.    

When Jian Qi heard this, his pupils couldn't help but constrict. He had no comment. In other words, what did he really obtain?    

At this moment, Han Yan, Ning Wuque, Cang Tian Fang, Yi, and the others also reacted. A sharp glint flashed in their eyes and they couldn't help but take a few steps forward. If this opportunity was taken away by the white-haired youth, they definitely couldn't let him leave so easily.    

"It seems like you've obtained a treasure. Can you show it to us?" Jian Qi asked again. His tone was still gentle, as if he was just speaking an extremely ordinary sentence. However, it caused the backs of many people present to go cold.    

If he obtained a treasure, he would naturally wish to leave this place as soon as possible. How could he take it out and show it to others?    

Sure enough, people are greedy, even those with noble birth and monstrous talent are no exception. As the Sword Son of the Non-Phase Sword Sect, Jian Qi was actually able to make such a request in front of everyone. It seems like he is determined to get the treasure.    

"No." The white-haired youth spoke with a calm expression.    

His answer was extremely straightforward, "No."    

He had never had the habit of showing his things to others.    

"Can't I?" Jian Qi's brows slightly raised, but his face didn't have much of a change. It seemed that he wasn't surprised by this result. If it was him, it would be impossible for him to agree to this request.    

Moreover, he knew that this white-haired youth's strength was extraordinary. He could possibly be one of the 72 Emperors.    

However, this was the Non-Phase Sword Domain, and his home ground was filled with many troublesome things. Now, it became much simpler.    

Jian Qi shifted his gaze away from the white-haired youth and looked at Cang Yan, Yi Zhi, Han Zaiyou and the others. He asked, "Can we deal with this person at the Non-Phase Sword Sect?"    

As soon as Seventh Sword's voice fell, the eyes of Cang Yan, Han Qian, and the others became as sharp as lightning. How could they not understand the meaning of his words? He wanted to take over this person's secrets.    

"Brother Jian's words are probably inappropriate. We have all come for the Dao Burial Grounds, so we should be able to see each other. Brother Jian, could it be that you want us to travel here for nothing?" With the Azure Sky Hall standing behind him, he was naturally not afraid of the Non-Phase Sword Sect.    

"Indeed, if there is a treasure, we should share it." Han Yan also agreed, unwilling to let the Non-Phase Sword Sect take all the opportunities.    

Although Yi Zhi and Ning Wuque did not say anything, their silence was a clear indication of their attitude. They would not let Jian Qi take them away so easily.    

When Worry saw the scene in front of him, his expression couldn't help but change. Was he going to decide who this person would belong to just like that?    

I'm afraid, some of this is still too early.    

"Young Master, should we intervene later?" Marquis Yang asked Qin Xuan in a low voice. He wanted to seek Qin Xuan's opinion so that he could prepare in advance.    

"Don't act blindly without thinking for the time being." Qin Xuan said. That white-haired youth had extraordinary strength. It would not be an easy thing to take him down.    

The gazes of the crowd turned to that white-haired youth, only to discover that he was standing there quietly, as though he hadn't heard the conversation of Jian Qi and the rest. He hadn't realized his current situation.    

"Since that's the case, we shall capture him first. After which, we will carefully inquire about what he obtained from within. What do you all think?" Jian Qi spoke to the crowd once more.    

"That's good." Cang Yan, Han Bo, and the others nodded in agreement. No matter what, they had to take him down first.    

After the various powers reached an agreement, a few silhouettes walked out, all of them staring at the white-haired youth with cold expressions on their faces.    

Each one of them exuded an incomparably tyrannical aura and were all characters at the peak of the High Rank of Monarch Stage. Even in a power like the Non-Phase Sword Sect that ruled over a region, they could be considered as top powerhouses.    

"I've already made an oath that I will never kill again in this life. Everyone, don't force me."    

A calm voice rang out from the white-haired youth's mouth. He continued standing there, his robes fluttering as he exuded a transcendent aura.    

Hearing this voice, the vast crowd was stunned. They vowed not to kill again?    

Was he threatening the experts of the various transcendent powers?    

Using such a reason to threaten him was too much of a deterrent.    

"Take him down!" He had already disliked the white-haired youth a long time ago. Now that he finally had the chance to take him down, he naturally would not show any mercy.    

At this time, two experts of the Soul Refining Sect rushed out at the same time. A frightening storm suddenly appeared in the sky. It crazily expanded in all directions and headed in the direction of the white-haired youth, wanting to bury him in the storm.    

At this moment, the faces of the weaker cultivators paled, as pain flashed on their faces. They felt as though their souls were about to shatter into pieces.    

"The people of the Soul Refining Sect are good at soul attacks. Those storms can not only harm the body, but also attack the soul of others, making it hard to guard against." Yang Hou explained to Qin Xuan.    

Qin Xuan nodded. He also felt that his soul had been affected a little. However, it was just an aftereffect, so there shouldn't be a big problem.    

His gaze was still fixed on the white-haired figure, not knowing how he would deal with him.    

"Roar …"    

Countless storms spanned across the space and appeared above the white-haired youth, swallowing him in an instant. The tyrannical Great Dao Power wreaked havoc in the air, continuously striking at his body and soul, producing deafening sounds.    

Some people couldn't help but turn their heads when they saw this scene. Such a terrifying attack, even bones wouldn't be able to remain.    

However, in the next moment, an incomparably enormous golden pattern seemed to have appeared within the storm, as numerous dazzling golden God Light bloomed, and directly pierced through the storm, streaking across the sky.    

"Bang, bang, bang …" Sounds of explosions could be heard as the tempest from the inside continued to explode.    

"This …" The crowd froze in place, they couldn't believe their eyes. He actually didn't die?    

Not only did he survive, he even managed to dodge the attack.    

The crowd only saw the white-haired youth standing there, his three thousand silver threads fluttering in the wind in a very unrestrained manner. Their expressions couldn't help but change, what an outstanding youth.    

Putting aside his looks, his strength and aura were both extremely stunning.    

"I already said, don't force me to kill."    

The white-haired youth spoke again. After which, he walked out of the crowd.    

Jian Qi, Ning Wuque, Yi Zhi, and the rest all stared at the white-haired youth's back, their eyes flashing with a sharp glint. Such arrogance and arrogance, was he looking down on them?