Shading the sky: starting from the ruthless emperor

"Who is that person?"

"Is she the one we imagined?"

Queen Mother Xi and Yan Wushuang stood side by side, looking at this extremely gorgeous and rare wedding in the world, and were unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

They thought of so much.

The supreme immortal charm of the Feixian Pool, the elixir of immortality, the immortal gold and divine materials, the supreme battle formation diagrams, the inheritance of various martial arts techniques… almost everything in the world can be found in the Feixian Pool.

It is also because of this that as soon as they are born, they possess supreme power to suppress their peers.

Even his name, as well as Yang Hui's name, were engraved here like some kind of supreme Taoist pattern.

Yan Wushuang, Yang Hui...Yang Buhui!

It seems that every trace has an indescribable power that has never changed after thousands of years.

This must be all that was left behind by a supreme being.

An existence that they cannot let go of, but will never see again.

"Then let's not worship the heaven and earth, let's... worship her!"

Yang Hui spoke, took Yan Wushuang's arm, and bowed deeply to the phantom of the flying fairy that had existed for eternity.

In fact, she has always had a secret in her heart.

That was an unforgettable memory from my childhood. I once saw that person, holding me in his arms, standing by the Feixian Pond.

I once heard a low humming sound that I could never forget even if it were thousands of years ago.

"No regrets... No return, are you saying that he will never come back?"

"No! I don't believe it. There must be reincarnation in this world. He will come back one day!"

"Even if that him no longer has a past, or is no longer himself, he will definitely come back!"

It was an unforgettable hum, and it was this voice that made her choose the name Yang Hui.

It contains too many expectations.

"I have no regrets in this life. If there is an afterlife, I would like to come back!"

"What's the difference between returning and not regretting?"

Queen Mother Xi glanced sideways, her autumn-water eyes quietly looking at the man beside her, without saying a word for a long time.

……

No matter how glorious an era is, it will eventually come to an end.

No matter how dazzling the wedding is, it will eventually come to an end.

The noisy Beidou once again returned to peace.

The Great Emperor of the human race and the Holy Body of the human race have become the most beautiful and romantic myth in the world.

Move mountains into Taichu and forever guard the forbidden area.

This is the vision of the holy bodies of the human race throughout the ages, and it is also the vision of the great emperor of the human race.

All races are silent, the forbidden areas are silent, and the true heyday of the human race has arrived.

One genius after another was born, with various physiques that amazed the world. They created one immortal force after another and wrote one legend after another.

But all this is no longer important to Li Qingyue.

She cut off the fruits of the Three Worlds and the ties between heaven and earth and her, and she felt like she was reborn.

In the bronze fairy palace, her body was crystal clear, and only the Immortal Heavenly Art with persistence as its seed was still running. All other ways and methods were completely cut off.

Her path and everything about her also slowly changed at this moment.

Even if she was reborn, even if the Supreme Being or the Ancient Emperor were present, there was no way anyone would link her with that ruthless man.

Throughout the ages, no matter how much a person changes, he can never change his fundamental self, or change the path of his lifelong practice.

The Supreme and the Ancient Emperor cut themselves off and sealed themselves off for eternity, and it remains the same.

But she cut off all the paths and fruits, truly like reincarnation, and completely started a real new life.

Only the inextinguishable obsession has never changed.

Except for the incarnation of Nannan's body of Tao fruit.

The changes in the world and the rise and fall of the universe seemed to have nothing to do with her anymore.

She seemed to be completely detached from the world and the universe. Even the passage of time could not leave any trace on her.

Beidou, Donghuang, in an ancient city.

A little girl with ragged clothes, clear and flawless eyes and pigtails on her hair stood on the street in confusion.

She looked at the world carefully.

Take a serious look at everything in the world.

Think seriously about why you are here.

It’s a pity that no matter how she thought about it, she still couldn’t figure out where she came from and why she was here.

The only thought in her mind was that she had a brother.

She will wait here for her brother to return.

As for who her brother was and what he looked like, she also didn't know.

The only thing she knew was that as long as she looked for her brother, she would be able to find him.

"Big brother... I'm hungry, please buy me a bun, please, Nannan is very hungry!"

She raised her head, blinked her clear and flawless eyes, looked at a man who looked like an older brother, and spoke in a low voice.

Her voice was very soft, and she seemed to lack confidence and be a little afraid.

It was as if he had mustered up all his courage to say this.

"Get away, you stinking beggar!"

The young man who heard the sound glanced at her unhappily, raised his hand, and the little girl flew backwards several meters, hitting a rock, and couldn't get up for a long time.

The young man saw this, but didn't care and walked away in a hurry.

There are too many little beggars like this, how could they possibly attract the attention of the high and mighty immortal cultivator?

After falling to the ground, little Nannan's face was wrinkled in pain, covered with mud and filled with grievance.

There was a tear in her clear eyes, which she wiped away, and then she got up from the ground firmly.

Once again, I looked carefully at the figure passing by.

There was no resentment in his pupils, not even a trace of calculation, only a ray of light, like a ray of hope.

"Big brother... I'm hungry, please buy me a bun, please, Nannan is very hungry!"

On the street, little girl spoke to a young boy again, but her voice was no longer soft, but full of expectation.

Unfortunately, she did not get a response. The figure seemed to have not heard her at all and walked away without stopping.

Little Nannan did not give up. She still looked at the crowd with clear eyes and hope.

From time to time, she stepped forward and spoke to the young men who looked like older brothers.

From that day on, this scene appeared in this small town.

A little girl with ragged clothes and a face covered in mud kept talking to the young men passing by.

One year, two years, three years, but no one ever cared.

Even if anyone noticed, no one cared.

Until someone noticed something was wrong, and found out that the little girl who had never been cared about had not changed in decades.

This attracted the attention of countless people.

Some people called her a demon, beat her, and drove her out of town.

She was not annoyed, nor did she have a trace of resentment. She still looked at the passing figures with hope in her clear eyes.

It seemed that her brother was among these figures, waiting for her to find him.

Even though she was driven away, she never felt resentment. She crossed mountains and seas alone, walked to the next town, and continued to talk to the young men passing by.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... ten thousand years.

The years just flow by silently.

Until one day, a group of monks descended from the sky and landed in an ancient city. They walked straight towards the ragged little girl who seemed to have never changed.

"She looked like this a hundred years ago!"

"I can't imagine why she can always be like this!"

"I think her blood can definitely save the ancestor!"

"Bring back!"

A group of monks raised their hands and took the little girl away without giving her any chance to resist.

Since that day, the little girl has never been seen in this ancient city again.

The mountain gate of Lingyuan Sect.

A group of monks knelt in front of the hall, all of them looked depressed.

The old man sitting cross-legged in the main hall is the founder of their sect. He is a man of great power and is one of the most powerful people in the entire Lingyuan Mountain.

Controlling everything within this vast area.

It’s a pity that although the Great Power is powerful, he cannot change the rules of heaven and earth and achieve immortality.

The founder of this sect has reached the end of his life.

Recently, there have been attacks from powerful enemies again, and they can only try their best to prolong the life of their ancestor.

The little girl who had never changed over the years seemed to be their only hope. "Lingyuan, you old thief, today is the day you pay back!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the foot of Lingyuan Mountain.

The voice was filled with hatred and endless murderous intent.

The next moment, all the monks of Lingyuan Sect saw a young man walking on the void and appearing above Lingyuan Sect.

"Lingyuan, old villain, I am here to take your life today to pay tribute to my adoptive parents and the souls of more than 300 people in my village!"

The young man was all light, and he exuded an unshakable aura.

Although his cultivation level could not be compared with that of the powerful ones, and he had not even set foot on the immortal platform, his aura at this moment actually suppressed the founder of the Lingyuan Sect.

"Shameless old thief, he's still killing his own kind before he dies!"

"You don't even spare a single child. You are unworthy of being a human!"

It seemed as if he saw the innocent-looking little girl being held by several men, about to have her neck cut and bleed. The boy instantly became furious.

The war broke out without surprise.

One person faces a sect alone, even if the sect only has one powerful ancestor and not many masters.

Even though the young man had incredible fighting power and could compete with the powerful at the peak of his dragon transformation, he eventually suffered a terrible blow.

Blood and chaos were unfolding throughout Lingyuan Mountain.

"Die, old thief!"

The young man was covered in blood and rushed straight towards the old thief Lingyuan.

"Boom..."

After a huge roar, the boy fell heavily to the ground, unable to even stand up, but still laughing happily.

His eyes were filled with the joy of revenge.

The old thief Lingyuan was already nearing the end of his life, and now his plan had been ruined by him, consuming his last ray of life.

A powerful man who dominated a vast area died in his hands in such a miserable way.

Even though he paid a huge price for it, the Sea of ​​Bitterness was shattered, the Palace of Dao collapsed, and even the power of the peak of Dragon Transformation, which was one step away from the Immortal Platform, was completely consumed.

He still had no regrets.

"Dad, Mom, I finally killed this thief with my own hands and avenged you!"

"Uncles and uncles...did your spirits in heaven see this?"

The young man roared madly, his expression somewhat ferocious.

Only after he saw the ragged little girl hiding in the corner of the rocks with fear did he slowly calm down.

"Little girl, please go away. I am dying now and cannot take care of you!"

"move!"

"Remember...stay away from these ruthless monks in the future. They will do anything to survive!"

The young man spoke, his voice trying to be gentle, but still carrying an indelible resentment.

Their entire village was originally a peaceful place, but they were sacrificed by the old thief Lingyuan just to prolong his own life.

He was the only one who survived among more than 300 villagers.

"Brother...this is for you, you'll be fine!"

Little Nannan's eyes are bright, as if they have never been contaminated by the mundane world. They are still crystal clear, mixed with an indescribable ray of hope.

She was holding a colorful stone in her hand, emitting a warm light.

Although he was a little afraid, he still walked towards the boy.

Looking at the little girl's eyes, the boy seemed to see a friend with whom he once played in the village.

That look was full of simplicity and clarity, and yearning for the world outside the mountain village.

As for the colorful stone in the little girl's hand, he didn't think much about it. Now that his great revenge had been achieved, he couldn't find the courage to live.

"Om..."

Just as little Nannan handed over the colorful stone, the bronze fairy palace in the boundless land suddenly shook.

The girl, who had been sitting cross-legged for an unknown period of time, suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the distant sky.

"what happened?"

"My heart is beating again?"

The girl's gaze seemed to penetrate endless time and space in an instant and fell on this Lingyuan Mountain.

"he is?"

Seeing the young man who was about to die, Li Qingyue's whole body trembled slightly.

"I will never give up until my death. I am invincible under the Supreme!"

Faintly, she seemed to see an extremely familiar figure in the young man.

Holding the divine refining pot in her hand, her white hair danced in the sky, and she held back a supreme being until her death.

He didn't even say a word from beginning to end.

Only those eyes were filled with too much affection that she could never repay.

"Tianquan!"

Li Qingyue murmured, as if she had returned to the past, to that era.

I returned to Linglong Pavilion and saw the scene where I first met that young man.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, a light flashed between Li Qingyue's eyebrows, and an illusory figure stepped out of the bronze fairy palace.

He appeared at Lingyuan Mountain in one step and looked straight at the seriously injured and dying young man.

He fought hard and killed a powerful man in the state of transforming into a dragon.

Even if he was just a powerful being nearing the end of his life, this kind of achievement was beyond imagination.

It is comparable to some peerless geniuses who go against the tide to defeat their superiors.

What's even more terrifying is that the methods this young man practices are all the most common methods in the world, and even have traces of being pieced together.

Even so, it still has this kind of combat power.

This is not a talent, but an indescribable will.

Even reincarnation cannot erase the traces.

"Buzz!"

Li Qingyue's illusory figure trembled slightly, and a ray of light instantly enveloped the entire Lingyuan Mountain.

It was like a fantasy world, enveloping everything.

"You are going to die, what else do you want?"

A cool and slightly gentle voice sounded slowly.

The young man trembled slightly when he heard the words, and looked all over Lingyuan Mountain, but couldn't find the source of the sound.

It seemed like I was hearing hallucinations.

"Are there really immortals in this world?"

"Hahaha...if there is, can my parents, my friends, and my uncles all be resurrected and come back!"

"They are not aggressive towards the world, why are they guilty?"

"Is it because they are too weak?"

The young man laughed loudly, as if he was on the verge of death and no longer had any fear.

It seems to be questioning the heaven, the world, and the immortal.

But after a long time, the cold and gentle voice did not respond.

"That's right... How can there be immortals in this world?"

The boy laughed at himself, glanced at the little girl with clear eyes, and said, "If possible, please take care of that little girl!"

"As for me, let me be buried here between heaven and earth. Perhaps my soul can return to the village that raised me!"

"If you are really an immortal, can you bring true peace to this world? Can you make those isolated mountain villages never suffer persecution again?"

"Let the world be united and all the people live in peace and happiness!"

The light in the boy's eyes gradually faded, and it seemed that in his last moments, he thought of his mountain village and made a wish to reach the sea.

Perhaps this is also the simplest vision in his heart in this life.

"The unity of the Chinese nation and the well-being of all people?"

"I can not do it!"

Li Qingyue responded softly, looking at the young man quietly, looking at the young man who had no regrets until his death.

It seemed that the shadow of Tianquan appeared on him again.

For the sake of what is in our hearts, we will fight to the death without regrets.

"Buzz!"

Li Qingyue raised her hand, light flowed from her fingertips, instantly covering the young man, changing everything about the young man from the very beginning.

"I've ruined your life."

"I only wish that you...experience all the splendors of the world in this life!"

"Shenzhou Datong, you... maybe you can give it a try!" (End of this chapter)