The old emperor only desires immortality; you must not rebel.

Zhao Yanzhi and Cheng Yi's expressions both changed!

"Junior brother!"

Cheng Yi looked anxious.

What's going on?

What just happened?

The two of them looked up at the Holy Emperor, and everything that had happened before had vanished, as if it had been an illusion.

Even they themselves thought it was an illusion!

After all, that feeling is too terrifying!

In that instant, they felt as if they were facing a Foundation Establishment Ancestor.

That feeling can only be experienced when facing a Foundation Establishment ancestor in a sect.

Zhao Yanzhi quickly extended his divine sense and realized that Jiang Yu had only fainted, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yanzhi raised his hand and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "I am Zhao Yanzhi, from the Xuan Shu Dao Sect!"

"Fellow Daoist, it was my junior brother who offended you earlier."

"Please forgive my petty mistake, fellow Daoist!"

Given the current uncertain situation, Zhao Yanzhi decided to proceed with caution.

It's not too late to investigate the situation first before making a decision, since Jiang Yu isn't dead anyway.

"The Xuan Shu Dao Sect?" the Holy Emperor murmured softly, then asked curiously, "Are you cultivators?"

Zhao Yanzhi's pupils suddenly contracted!

His identity was revealed in a single sentence; this person indeed knew something!

The previous rulers of this place merely referred to them as immortals.

The term "cultivator" is only truly understood by those who are genuinely familiar with it.

Fortunately, I didn't act rashly earlier.

Jiang Yu's fate is imminent.

In this unfamiliar land, without any sect to rely on, if something really happens, we can't even ask for help.

Zhao Yanzhi nodded and said, "That's a good way to address someone."

The Holy Emperor asked curiously, "I have searched everywhere but have not found any trace of cultivators. Where did you all come from?"

A strange emotion welled up in Zhao Yanzhi's heart, but he quickly suppressed it, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "We come from beyond the Heavenly Abyss, and our name is Tai Xuan!"

"It's extremely far from here!"

No cultivator has been found!

This sentence has many implications!

Zhao Yanzhi thought to himself, "Could this person not be a cultivator?"

"But how do you explain what happened earlier?"

The Holy Emperor smiled faintly and said, "I am somewhat curious; I wonder what kind of world that is?"

"How is it different from here?"

"And how long can you all live?"

Cheng Yi frowned and said coldly, "You're talking too much!"

"Senior brother!" Cheng Yi looked at Zhao Yanzhi and said coldly, "There's no need to pretend with him anymore!"

"Take him down first, then search his soul, and we'll know everything."

Zhao Yanzhi's expression changed slightly.

Cheng Yi may seem gentle, but she has always had a fiery temper.

Compared to Jiang Yu, he knew that this junior sister was truly ruthless and unscrupulous.

She only got together with Jiang Yu because she was attracted to his status.

Cheng Yi raised her hand and made a hand seal!

"Clang!"

A sword's cry!

Accompanying this was a burst of sword light radiating sword energy.

The sword light slashed fiercely towards the Holy Emperor!

The force of the eruption caused the surrounding houses to tremble.

The dissipated sword energy shattered all the surrounding palaces.

At the center of the sword energy was a white bone flying sword as thin as a cicada's wing.

Zhao Yanzhi looked on with envy.

A high-grade magical artifact!

As expected of the so-called Jade Fairy of the Dao Sect, she can even get her hands on such a magical artifact.

I wonder which idiot son contributed this.

The Holy Emperor stared intently at the approaching sword light, then suddenly let out a long laugh, clenched his fist, and charged towards the sword energy.

"court death!"

A mocking smile appeared on Cheng Yi's lips.

Even a Qi Refining Stage 9 cultivator wouldn't dare to easily catch her flying sword, let alone an ordinary person.

To try and catch her flying sword with a mortal body is simply courting death!

however,

The next instant, the Holy Emperor's fist forcefully shattered the sword light.

The sword energy crumbled inch by inch!

A dazzling golden light erupted from the Holy Emperor's fist!

Moreover, the power of the sword energy decreases with each layer.

Cheng Yi was horrified to discover that the magic sword she was activating seemed to be losing connection, and the magic sword's spirituality was constantly weakening.

"What happened?"

Cheng Yi's eyes showed shock.

What exactly is going on with this person?

It was as if some force was erasing the flying sword's spirituality, but this person was just a pure mortal.

Zhao Yanzhi was horrified!

They actually accepted?

He had previously harbored a secret intention: to use Cheng Yi to test this person's abilities.

The Emperor's face grew even more excited.

That flying sword is quite powerful!

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the flying sword, holding it in his hand and playing with it, asking curiously, "This must be the flying sword, right?"

Zhao Yanzhi's expression changed drastically.

It wasn't that the flying sword was stolen, but rather that they were astonished that this person was completely unharmed.

These flying swords are incredibly sharp; an ordinary person would be shattered to pieces with the slightest touch.

"Give me back my flying sword!"

Cheng Yi's expression changed drastically, and she shouted urgently, "Release my flying sword!"

"You're not worthy to touch it!"

Cheng Yi turned to Zhao Yanzhi and said urgently, "Senior brother, make a move quickly!"

"Please, senior brother, help me retrieve my flying sword!"

She paid a huge price for this flying sword.

The Holy Emperor toyed with the white bone flying sword, a smile appearing on his lips: "I am quite interested in this thing. Why don't you lend it to me for a few days?"

"Don't even think about it!"

"good!"

Cheng Yi immediately turned to look at Zhao Yanzhi, and said angrily, "Senior brother, are you afraid of him too?"

"Senior brother, you're not far from reaching the Foundation Establishment stage!"

Zhao Yanzhi silently rolled his eyes.

Fuck!

You know I'm not far from reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, so why risk my life here!

They clearly wanted to murder him!

Zhao Yanzhi quickly clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Brother Dao..."

"slow!"

The Holy Emperor suddenly raised his hand to stop him, and said with a smile, "In formal occasions, it's better to address people by their official titles!"

"I am the ruler of the Great Qing, the Holy Emperor of the Qing Kingdom. What should you call me?"

Zhao Yanzhi's expression froze.

"Ignorant mortal, you..."

Cheng Yi, her face contorted with anger, was about to speak when the Holy Emperor suddenly unleashed a dragon's might.

The dragon's might intimidates the masses!

Before the might of the Holy Emperor, everyone is equal.

Her soul felt as if it had been struck hard, her mind went blank, and she could only feel the figure in front of her growing infinitely taller, with more than a dozen evil dragons roaring around him.

Thunder roared!

Heaven and earth were destroyed and rebuilt behind him.

"puff!"

Cheng Yi felt a surge of power rushing into her mind.

"Thump!"

Cheng Yi knelt on the ground, looking completely bewildered.

What just happened?

"Hahaha!"

The Holy Emperor laughed heartily, his face full of satisfaction: "There's no need for such a grand ceremony!"

"In our Qing Kingdom, kneeling and bowing are not practiced!"

Zhao Yanzhi clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

That's so weird!

He was clearly just a mortal, without any fluctuation of magical power, yet his aura was something that no ordinary person should possess.

From the very beginning, they lost the initiative!

The Holy Emperor smiled faintly and said, "I am very interested in your worlds. Would you be so kind as to tell me about them in detail?"

The Holy Emperor did not stand on ceremony. He walked with his head held high toward the dragon throne of the Chu Emperor, sat down directly on it, and looked at Zhao Yanzhi with a smile on his face.

Xiong Yi looked bewildered, his face contorted with anger.

Fuck!

You bastard!

That's my seat!

He wanted to curse a few words, but seeing how the immortal had just lay down, he decided to shut up.

What kind of bullshit immortal is this!

It's just that they bully the weak and fear the strong!