Peerless God Emperor

Even from a distance, one could tell that these mountains were extraordinary.    

Every mountain seemed to contain a sliver of Power of the Great Way. Streams of illusory Sword Qi raged in the world, tearing apart space and filling the air with an incomparable sharpness.    

The mountain range contained Power of the Great Way. This place could already be considered a holy land for cultivation. If cultivators who were proficient in the way of the sword were to come here, their cultivation speed would increase by a lot and their comprehension of the sword would increase as well.    

At this moment, a row of silhouettes could be seen walking through the mountain range. These people all wore a set of black armor, and their expressions were cold and grim.    

These people were like an army.    

What was even more strange was that these people did not fly through the air, but instead walked on land. They also suppressed their own auras to the extreme, as if they were afraid of being discovered by others.    

A young man with a stern face and sharp facial features walked in front. His long hair draped over his shoulders, giving off a feeling of indolence and indolence. However, his eyes seemed especially sharp as they constantly scanned the surroundings, as if he was on guard against something.    

"Commander, we have done this in extreme secrecy. I believe that no one knows that we have found this place. That treasure must be ours!" A person walked up to the side of the young man as he spoke with a slightly excited expression on his face.    

Once they obtained that treasure, the strength of their Tian Luo army would increase tremendously. At that time, it would not be a problem for them to suppress the other powerhouses.    

"I hope so." Ying Wuming nodded his head lightly, and then instructed everyone: "Until the very last moment, do not let your guard down."    

For this operation, they had prepared for an extremely long time, and had also paid a great price. Since they had already reached this point, nothing could go wrong.    

However, just as Ying Wuming finished speaking, his brows furrowed as if he had sensed something strange. He said in a low voice, "Prepare for battle!"    

As the sound of his voice faded, the expressions on the faces of the crowd instantly sharpened, as though they had gone through countless trainings. No one uttered a single word, as waves of powerful auras gushed forth.    

In an instant, the entire space became incomparably oppressive, causing one to be unable to breathe.    

In the next moment, Ying Wuming abruptly raised his head and gazed in the direction of the depths of the mountain. He only saw an incomparably resplendent beam of spatial light shooting over with inconceivable speed, as though it contained an extremely tyrannical power.    

"Stop him!" An extremely cold voice came from Ying Wuliang's mouth.    

As the sound of his voice faded, several silhouettes clad in battle robes stepped out, exuding overwhelming might. They raised their palms as a gigantic palm imprint blasted towards the beam of light.    

An intense killing intent engulfed this entire space. Above the skies, the skies gradually darkened as dark clouds gathered, as though the night had arrived.    

"Boom …"    

Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, the beam of light and the other huge palms slammed into each other. Space trembled violently as a silhouette flew out from the beam of light, directly being knocked downwards by the shockwaves.    

The figure that was knocked flying was at a loss, as though he didn't know what was happening around him. His clothes were in disarray, but it was difficult to conceal the extraordinary aura he exuded.    

Surprisingly, this person was Qin Xuan, who had entered the Ancient Road of the Spatial Realm from the Ninth Realm.    

After Qin Xuan stepped onto the ancient path in space, he realized that his consciousness had become blurry, as if he had entered a chaotic time and space. His entire body had lost consciousness until just now.    

However, as soon as he came out, he saw the intense scene in front of him.    

It seemed that someone was fighting a great battle.    

Qin Xuan swept his gaze all around, only to discover that many gazes were fixated on him. Not only that, their gazes were filled with coldness, as though they had a grudge with him.    

Blinking his eyes, Qin Xuan was vaguely aware that something was wrong. Could it be that the big battle just now was directed at him?    

"Excuse me, where is this place?" Qin Xuan cupped his hands towards the people in front of him and asked in a polite tone. After all, he had just arrived and the other side had many people. It was better not to cause trouble.    

"Where?"    

Hearing Qin Xuan's words, Ying Wuming raised his eyebrows and revealed a playful expression. This person was interesting.    

They had intercepted him and asked where he was, pretending to be a passerby?    

Do you think they're idiots?    

How famous was this place? Within a thousand miles, who wouldn't know where this was?    

The others were still staring at Qin Xuan. One after another, tyrannical pressure was released and it pressed down on Qin Xuan's body. The moment Qin Xuan made any move, they would immediately attack.    

At that moment, Qin Xuan seemed to be in their control and there was no possibility of him escaping.    

"Who sent you?" Ying Wuming did not answer Qin Xuan's question. Instead, he directly asked. His tone was filled with a sense of power, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.    

Qin Xuan heard Ying Wuming's tone and frowned slightly, but he suppressed the anger in his heart and explained, "I'm not sent by anyone. I just passed through the Dimension Gate and came here, so I don't know anything about this place, let alone what you are doing. If you have something important to do, I will take my leave."    

Qin Xuan's tone could be said to be extremely gentle. Obviously, he didn't want to offend these people.    

He swept a glance at the people in front of him and discovered that none of them were weak, especially the young man who asked about them.    

This faintly confirmed Qin Xuan's guess that he should have already arrived at the ancient battlefield. Otherwise, he wouldn't have seen so many powerful people.    

If there were no deep grudges, he did not want to become enemies with these people.    

"You came through an interdimensional gate?" Ying Wuming's gaze could not help but reveal a hint of surprise. He then looked at the mountain range behind Qin Xuan and made a guess.    

Could it be that the strange movement in the mountains was caused by the gate to the plane?    

"Which continent are you from?" Ying Wuyou continued asking.    

"Profound Sky Continent." Qin Xuan said honestly.    

"Profound Sky?"    

Hearing Qin Xuan call himself from Profound Sky Continent, Ying Wuming and the people behind him all had strange expressions on their faces.    

They knew all about the eight continents, where did Profound Sky Continent come from?