Shrouding the Heavens: The Ruthless Heavenly Emperor

Xu Changqing stayed in the Trial City for several days and discovered that the city was becoming increasingly populated, with even one or two Great Saints lurking in the shadows.

A faint killing intent permeated the city, but Xu Changqing remained completely calm. His current cultivation level was already at the peak of the Saint King realm.

Breaking through a level is as easy as drinking water.

Becoming an emperor in five hundred years might not be impossible.

Xu Changqing sat cross-legged on the bed, cultivating with his eyes closed. The spiritual energy around him was surging, and shimmering mist cascaded down like a waterfall. The spiritual energy, like sprites, surrounded him.

The laws of the Great Dao are abundant and infinite.

The scene of being trapped in the environment kept appearing in his mind. He kept remembering that feeling, and then began to modify the secrets of the Samsara Blade Technique.

Xu Changqing continuously refined his Taoist techniques, eventually developing five forbidden secret arts of his own.

The Heavenly Will Blade, the Sword Drawing Technique, and the Reincarnation Blade Technique.

If these three secret techniques are combined, they will form his Imperial Law.

There is only one type of divine speed technique—Emperor's Speed.

The secret healing technique is called Heavenly Mending.

Although he created very few secret techniques, he had one trick up his sleeve that made him a force to be reckoned with.

Ye Fan has three invincible techniques: Heavenly Emperor Fist, Yin Yang Diagram, and One Leaf Covers the Sky.

Although few in number, they are incredibly powerful. Xu Changqing is similar to Ye Fan, relying on his own strength and the laws of nature to fight enemies, without using too many secret techniques or supernatural abilities. His secret techniques are usually his own swordsmanship.

"My physical body has never been compared to the Holy Body or the Overlord Body, so I don't know how strong it is yet. If it's as strong as the Overlord Body, then I'll need some fist techniques."

Before he had a sword, he fought with his bare hands, and he always suspected that his physical body was no weaker than the Holy Body.

It's just that no one noticed; they all mistakenly believed that Xu Changqing's weakness was his physical body wasn't strong enough, otherwise why would he always use a bone knife to attack?

Xu Changqing didn't want to engage in physical combat simply because he didn't want the battle to drag on. He wanted to resolve the situation quickly to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a huge commotion came from the outside world, and the entire city shook. Xu Changqing did not open his eyes, but only swept his vast divine sense outward.

A girl wearing a bright green floral dress was found fighting with a purple-haired man.

The girl in the floral dress had a lotus flower between her eyebrows, a delicate and lovely face, and a proud figure. She lowered her head and couldn't reach her toes, but there were green lines spreading across her slightly chubby face.

The aura emanating from it was not human either, Wu

The dark, demonic energy surged forth like a river bursting its banks, turning the sky pitch black, as if a god had splashed ink across the heavens.

"Are the demons joining in the human race's fun too?" The purple-haired man was burly and had an extremely handsome, cold face.

He was dressed in a purple-gold outfit, the loose clothing of which looked like a bodysuit on him, highlighting his marble-like muscles.

"Hehe, that's the Emperor's Tomb, why can't I come?" The girl in the emerald green floral dress covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at the purple-haired man with a playful gaze.

"I never imagined that a mighty god-king would make things difficult for a mere woman like me. How utterly unromantic!"

The purple-haired youth frowned as he looked at the girl in the emerald green floral dress opposite him, somewhat puzzled.

Logically speaking, only the fiftieth level allows various races to enter the ancient road. Otherwise, reaching the human race's ancient road would not only take time, but also require precise coordinates and the means to break through the formations set up by the human race's powerful figures.

But now, a younger generation of demons has appeared in the seventy-first level, which is a bit unreasonable.

"I know what you're thinking."

"On your Human Race's Path to Emperorship, one barrier was breached. We don't know who did it, and the guide is also dead. There was a wisp of Quasi-Emperor's power there, and that's how we were able to enter."

Upon hearing this, the once bustling city fell silent instantly.

A quasi-emperor from another race has entered?

Even our human race's guide is dead.

Xu Changqing's heart skipped a beat; a quasi-emperor had entered the ancient human path.

Who is it?

Could it be the Holy Spirit Clan?

It makes sense, after all, he had massacred the Holy Spirit Emperor's path, so there was no reason for them not to seek revenge.

But Xu Changqing remained calm, because he knew that Mu Miaomiao's master was on the Emperor's Road, and the appearance of the Holy Spirit Quasi-Emperor would definitely be blocked.

"It seems I'll have to go to the Holy Spirit Emperor's Road again and have another bloodbath," Xu Changqing thought to himself, as news of his appearance at the Human Race Imperial Pass had already spread.

Now that a powerful being, suspected to be a Saint Spirit, has descended, he will surely be stopped by Mu Miaomiao's master. I will take this opportunity to go to the Saint Spirit Emperor Road and carry out another massacre.

They were made to believe that they had always been on the Holy Spirit Emperor's Path and had never left.

He didn't want to be hunted down by a quasi-emperor.

At this moment, the outside world was once again shaken as many prodigies were discovered to have returned from the front.

A young man in a silver robe walked through the void with a gentle smile. He exuded an ethereal aura, and countless feathers of light surrounded him, making him glow as if he were about to ascend to immortality.

"The Feathered Son of God!"

Another woman, wearing a veil and with bare, tender red feet, treads through the void. Her almond-shaped eyes are as clear as spring water. Wherever she goes, a large oasis and grassland begin to appear on the boundless desert.

With her slender figure, stunning posture, and curvaceous body, she's captivating even from behind.

She was a perfect woman, exuding charm in every gesture, as if she were one with the Dao itself.

"Heaven has mercy!"

"Hey!"

A ray of light appeared, and a man in black appeared, holding a blue longsword, standing in the void, striding towards the city.

The man in black was wearing a large hat.

The person was completely shrouded in black shadows, making it impossible to see their face.

But one could see her proud breasts and her fair, tender legs, and her smooth, long black hair peeked out from under her large black hat, draped over her fair neck, fluttering in the breeze.

On her jade-white collarbone was an ordinary silver necklace, devoid of any imposing presence or divine aura, as if it were made by a mortal.

There's a pendant on it that's engraved with "May you have a peaceful life."

"It's the female sword immortal! She's appeared too!" the crowd exclaimed. Rumor had it that this female sword immortal had a relationship with Wuqing, and now Wuqing was in the city.

Xu Changqing's divine sense caught sight of the black-clad woman's necklace and he was stunned.

He remembered giving this necklace to a young girl three hundred years ago.

It was Mu Miaomiao. To repay Mu Miaomiao for saving his life, he secretly saved up resources for three years. On the eve of their parting, he bought a pendant necklace and gave it to Mu Miaomiao.

The female swordswoman people are talking about is Mu Miaomiao?

Xu Changqing remembered that she didn't like cultivation, didn't like fighting, and was almost nowhere to be seen in the cultivation world. She was incredibly strong, but she never made a move.

It was only recently that the female swordswoman became famous, and in just one year, she successfully joined the ranks of peerless geniuses.

"Hey!"

Mu Miaomiao concealed her face beneath her black robe, making her expression unreadable. She unleashed the aura of an eighth-level Saint King, and slashed her sword towards a tavern in the city.

"Buzz!"

But soon, the terrifying sword light was blocked by a white ripple.

More and more powerful individuals arrived here, but they all wore expressions of watching a show.

Not far from Tian Youqing, there was a hazy female figure. She didn't speak, just stood there quietly, but she made all the powerful figures wary.

When the Feathered Divine Child saw the woman, he revealed a greedy look in his eyes, but he quickly restrained himself and did not dare to approach her.

"Sister Gu Yan." The girl in the emerald green floral dress smiled sweetly and called out after seeing the blurry figure.

Everyone was stunned. How could this girl know Gu Yan?

The two are clearly a demon and a human, respectively; they probably haven't had much interaction at all.

Moreover, Gu Yan is incredibly mysterious; no one knows her background or her true strength.

However, as soon as someone saw her, even the messenger showed her the utmost respect.

"Look." Gu Yan simply uttered a single word and didn't say anything more.

She stood quietly beneath the vast sky, silently watching the white ripples.

She is not from the younger generation; she was sealed away, sealed since ancient times until now.

It belongs to the Flying Immortal Star and has only been around for less than a hundred years.

The Ascension God once fought against her, and after a fleeting glance, he fell in love with Gu Yan, even declaring her to be the most beautiful woman in the starry sky.

Her beauty alone was enough to make the renowned Feathered God fall in love with her, which shows just how stunning her appearance was.

A young man with a cynical expression sat in a small boat, while a middle-aged man rowed the boat, drifting in the air.

This bizarre scene left everyone speechless, but no one dared to say anything more.

This is an extremely powerful being from an ancient star in the primordial world. It is said that he is a powerful member of the Kunlun Immortal Clan, and some people say that he is a disciple of the Heavenly Venerable.

News of an imperial tomb has drawn out many powerful figures.

"Why hasn't Tuntian arrived yet?" someone asked in confusion.

"How did she get here? She's still being hunted down by the ten most powerful clans."

Duan De watched all this from the shadows, muttering to himself, "It's over, it's over. So many people are trying to steal a quasi-emperor's tomb? Are they crazy?"

Could there be some kind of conspiracy?

"tread!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out, and everyone's voices disappeared as they looked towards the restaurant deepest part of the city.

A white-haired man stood expressionlessly in the void, silently gazing at the geniuses opposite him.

Mu Miaomiao's face, hidden beneath the black robe, gradually came into view. Her fair and rosy cheeks, with a touch of plumpness, made her look somewhat adorable, but her eyes held a coldness mixed with a mad passion for love.

"Hehe, I've finally found you, Little Qingqing!"

Everyone fell silent at those words.