Is there any hope for me, who proposed to the world-destroying empress at the very beginning?

The powerful members of the Yellow Spring Ghost Sect were naturally aware of the fall of their own descendant, and immediately more Yellow Spring Ghost Sect cultivators rushed towards Su Liang's location.

Whoever killed the young master will pay an extremely heavy price!

At first, Lin Zhennan and the others were very worried, but now they have become very numb.

They initially thought they were on the first level, Yin You Venerable on the second level, and Su Liang on the third level.

But now, everyone knows for sure!

Su Liang is definitely not on the third floor, but on the fourth, fifth or sixth floor!

However, what Lin Zhennan and the others did not know was that Su Liang's strongest technique, the Twelve-Colored Nirvana Divine Fire Lotus, had not yet been used.

The battle has gone on for so long, and many waves of evil cultivators have been killed, but Su Liang has not been going all out at all!

The more evil cultivators who died here, the more hatred Su Liang aroused in the powerful evil cultivators.

At first, evil cultivators would only come every few days, but now they come almost every so often, trying to kill Su Liang completely.

But their actions were tantamount to deliberately throwing their lives away.

Lin Zhennan has no idea how many corpses of evil cultivators he has disposed of.

This place seems to have become the burial ground for many heretical cultivators.

Although many evil cultivators died here, these evil cultivators were inherently fearless of death.

Even if countless evil cultivators die in this place, there will still be a steady stream of evil cultivators coming here.

"interesting!"

Su Liang was now very satisfied; a heretical cultivator only knew a limited number of secrets.

However, every time he killed an evil cultivator, he would search their soul.

He has killed countless evil cultivators, but his understanding of things has grown increasingly rich.

At this moment, Su Liang was even a little curious: were these evil cultivators simply impossible to kill completely?

Because he was too arrogant here, some truly powerful evil cultivators gradually began to move in this direction as well.

Lin Zhennan and the others lived in constant fear, for these cultivators were all infamous and powerful enough to stop children from crying at night.

Their strength was incredibly powerful and terrifying, but now...

No one knows what happened, but these evil cultivators all became nothing more than clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of Su Liang.

They were all top-tier evil cultivators, but when they met Su Liang, they all seemed to become utterly insignificant!

"That's enough, Su Liang!"

This situation seemed to end only when a heretical cultivator dressed in a blood-red robe with blood-red eyes appeared.

Blood Blade Venerable is one of the most powerful evil cultivators in the Yellow Spring Ghost Sect. He uses thirty-six blood blades as weapons, which he forms into a blade array to kill enemies!

Sure enough, around Blood Blade Venerable, there were also blood blades floating around him, constantly rotating.

"Finally, a big fish has arrived."

The arrival of the Blood Blade Venerable did not frighten Su Liang; on the contrary, it aroused his interest.

"Oh?"

Blood Blade Venerable was taken aback. He had thought Su Liang would run away, but now it seemed that Su Liang had no intention of leaving and even seemed to be in a good mood.

Do you think I'm as vulnerable as these ants?

Blood Blade Venerable laughed. He and Yin You were both Venerables, but their strengths were worlds apart.

He could crush someone of Yin You's caliber with a flick of his wrist.

If Su Liang thinks that just because he has the title of Venerable, his strength is only at the level of Yin You, then Su Liang is really making a big mistake.

"Isn't that so?"

Su Liang did not answer Blood Blade Venerable's question, but instead casually asked a question in return.

In his view, this Blood Blade Venerable was not much different from the Yin You Venerable.

"court death!"

Suddenly, the Blood Blade Venerable flew into a rage.

Su Liang is really courting death, actually saying that he's no different from a piece of trash like Yin You.

In an instant, countless blood-red blades with overwhelming power charged towards Su Liang.

"The Millstone of Gods and Demons!"

Without further ado, Su Liang unleashed the Divine Demon Millstone, which shot skyward and stretched across the heavens and earth.

He wanted to know whether it was the Blood Blade Venerable's blood blade that pierced through the Divine Demon Millstone, or whether his Divine Demon Millstone pulverized the Blood Blade Venerable's blood blade into dust!

Lin Zhennan and other powerful figures watched the battle from afar with great interest. This level of battle was of great help to them.

The Blood Blade Venerable's Blood Blade Formation was extremely powerful; he was indeed on a completely different level from the previous evil cultivators.

However, Su Liang's words were also correct, because even if the Blood Blade Venerable was this strong, he was still no match for him.

Half an hour later, Su Liang shattered all of Blood Blade Venerable's blood blades into dust, and even Blood Blade Venerable was spitting out blood repeatedly.

The Blood Blade Venerable now had disheveled hair and had lost all trace of his arrogance.

His gaze toward Su Liang was filled with utter shock and disbelief, almost as if he revered a god.

A person's name is like the shadow of a tree; a great reputation is never undeserved.

Su Liang is no ordinary person; he is capable of dominating the world and sweeping away all alien races!

However, at this moment, there was also a hint of regret in Su Liang's eyes.

The Blood Blade Venerable possesses an extremely powerful escape talisman.

Although he was able to suppress Blood Blade Venerable, he had no way to completely kill him.

"Boom!"

As Su Liang unleashed the Reincarnation Seal, Blood Blade Venerable indeed crushed the Blood Thunder Escape Talisman and fled.

Chapter 641 The Ancestral Dragon Mausoleum, A Letter from the Empress

In the previous battles, Su Liang left no survivors.

So even though the Qianheng Holy Dynasty and the Yellow Spring Ghost Sect had already sensed something, they still didn't know what had happened.

This time was different. Although Blood Blade Venerable was beaten half to death by Su Liang, the news of Su Liang's return to Great Qin after Blood Blade Venerable escaped was still learned by the Yellow Spring Ghost Sect and the Qianheng Holy Dynasty.

Both sides were furious when they learned that Su Liang had killed many elites from the Qianheng Holy Dynasty and the Yellow Spring Ghost Sect as soon as he returned!

The Holy Dynasty of Qianheng, Imperial Palace!

As Emperor Qianheng looked at the memorial presented to him, his face was so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

His years of planning have now been gradually thwarted by Su Liang.

He had thought about many things, including the possibility of accidents, but he never imagined that all the accidents would start with an ant at the Profound Realm or even the Life Palace Realm.

When he first learned about Su Liang, Su Liang was nothing more than an ant in the Life Palace Realm, someone he could crush at any moment.

But now, only a short time has passed, and Su Liang has already grown to the point where he is a great constraint to him.

At this point, Emperor Qianheng might even personally intervene and kill Su Liang in a fit of rage.

The living Su Liang was the chief seal holder of the Taihao Academy; the dead Su Liang was nothing more than a dead man.

Even though Emperor Qianheng committed a grave offense, he was still Emperor Qianheng!

A petty person is no gentleman, and a ruthless person is no true man. In his life, he never followed so many rules!

Of course, he wouldn't personally intervene unless absolutely necessary. The Taihao Academy, the goddess An Mengyou, and Ning Zhexian, the third strongest person in the world, were all people not to be trifled with.

The best approach is to use one enemy to devour another, divert the trouble eastward, kill two birds with one stone, and use someone else to do the dirty work!

This time, Su Liang sought his own death by killing Yin You Venerable of the Yellow Spring Ghost Sect.

Others may not know about the Yellow Springs Ghost Sect, but Emperor Qianheng does know some of it.

For example, in the Yellow Springs Ghost Sect today, the five Yellow Springs Venerable Envoys are the ones who are in charge on the surface.

These five Yellow Springs Venerable Envoys each wield immense power within the Yellow Springs Ghost Sect.

Venerable Yin You is also known as the Lesser Venerable Envoy because he is the descendant of Venerable You Tong, one of the Five Venerable Envoys!

By killing Venerable Yinyou, Su Liang had completely offended Venerable Youtong.

Now, Su Liang has no choice but to die!

"Deliver all of Su Liang's intelligence to Envoy You Tong."

After a moment's thought, Emperor Qianheng also spoke in an icy tone.

"Holy Emperor, isn't this plan too obvious?"

A slightly hoarse voice, icy cold, rang out.

"This is an open strategy, and I am also telling Venerable You Tong that as long as he confronts Su Liang, I can provide him with all the help he needs."

After Emperor Qianheng finished speaking, he had no intention of saying anything more.

For beings of his and the Netherworld Envoy's level, using schemes and tricks would be nothing more than self-deception.

At this point, only a calculated, overt strategy can be effective.

Intrigues and schemes can be avoided, but overt strategies are an unavoidable form of guidance.

"The Holy Emperor is wise and sagacious!"

Upon hearing Emperor Qianheng's words, the minister beside him also expressed his admiration.

……

Deep within the Yellow Springs Ghost Sect branch, in a massive, towering cavern, a colossal stone sculpture extends its enormous hand.

With the five fingers outstretched, there are five raised platforms on the fingertips.

The other four envoys were not present at the moment. Only on the huge platform on the tip of his little finger sat an old man with a gloomy face, withered appearance, thin as a rake, and a ghostly aura.

The strangest thing is that his eyes are not human eyes, but two wisps of ghostly fire burning.