Yue Lexin watched the dragon fly toward Su Jin, his eyes full of intense hatred. He had cultivated for 600 years before attaining the Imperial Path.
Now that the Imperial Tribulation was coming, he was about to step into the Imperial Realm, but he was stopped and his future was cut off.
Since that was the case, let's die together!
The real dragon soared into the sky, its murderous intent threatening. Seeing this scene, Elder Meng's heart was in his throat.
The young man was facing the Imperial Tribulation and Yue Lexin's attack, and the situation was dangerous. Was Qin Hao not going to help?
Even if Elder Meng wanted to intervene, Qin Hao didn't say anything, and he couldn't act on his own. That wouldn't be appropriate.
But at this moment, Qin Hao still had no intention of helping, but there was a trace of worry and nervousness in his tense expression.
Su Jin had not reached the Imperial Realm, and there was a certain risk in blocking the tribulation with his physical body.
But as long as he could survive, he could refine his Imperial body from the Great Path Tribulation and become an Imperial Emperor with his physical body ahead of time.
This was a test, where risk and fortune coexisted.
Yue Lexin could rob others of their treasures to fulfill his own Path. Then Qin Hao would like to see if his Imperial Path was taken away by others. Would he feel pain and hate?
Taking a step back, if Su Jin really couldn't hold on, Qin Hao would naturally help him resolve the crisis.
In that case, he would also miss out on a fortune.
At this time, countless people were looking at the sky. The Great Path Tribulation was descending, and the Supreme Elder of Music Palace was launching a crazy counterattack below.
Could this young man hold on?
The sound of the flute flowed in the void, and a bright halo swept out from Su Jin's position, covering the light of tribulation coming down from the sky. The halo seemed to be condensed by Su Jin's spiritual soul and was about to merge with the Imperial Tribulation of the Great Path.
He didn't resist, and his whole body and mind were empty. Just like Qin Hao comprehending the Divine Soldier at Xuantian Peak, Su Jin let down all his guard, and the halo of his spiritual soul soared into the sky and merged with the light of tribulation of the Great Path.
Rumble!
The void seemed to collapse, and the might of the light of tribulation was like an unstoppable Heavenly Path, swallowing the halo all the way down and finally drowning Su Jin.
At this moment, incomparably terrifying energy flickered above the heads of thousands of people. The sky shook, and the power was extremely terrifying. Everyone felt as if the world was about to be destroyed.
At the same time, the Azure Dragon soared up and directly attacked the light of calamity. It was filled with hatred and wanted to destroy Su Jin who was inside.
However, when the Azure Dragon came into contact with the light of catastrophe, the former instantly vanished. Its power was too insignificant, and it was unable to contend with the might of the catastrophe of the Great Path at all.
"Pu!"
Fresh blood filled with intense hatred sprayed out from the mouth of the Supreme Elder of Yue Gong. He had lost to Su Jin in the fierce battle before, and his spiritual soul had been injured by the rules. He was already exhausted, but he still launched a final attack at Su Jin. He was unwilling to accept this. He was too unwilling to accept this.
However, after this attack, he could no longer hold on. His Guqin Spirit immediately dissipated, and his aged body fell from the sky, smashing sadly into the birthday banquet.
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In contrast, Su Jin was undergoing the baptism of the Emperor's Tribulation. In the light of calamity, the light of his rules became more and more dazzling. It was so sacred that no one dared to look up at him. He was like an emperor receiving the blessings of heaven.
Even though when the first strike of calamity descended, Su Jin was blasted until he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body trembled, and his spiritual soul was about to collapse, he finally withstood it.
There were 36 tribulations of the Great Path, each stronger than the last. The power of all 36 tribulations of the Great Path had been refined into his body and integrated with his own will.
Everyone could clearly feel that the might of the Great Emperor in the light of calamity was getting stronger and stronger. This was a real emperor, not a fake one like Yue Gong Xin and Elder Meng.
"This guy …" Feng Qianli looked on enviously. He really hoped that he was the one bathing in the Emperor's Tribulation.
With the Scripture of the Way's Spiritual Waterfall washing the flesh and tempering the spiritual soul in the Xuantian Karst Cave, no matter which disciple of the Divine Palace it was, they were far stronger than the warriors of the outside world.
The Scripture of the Way was right. The deeper the foundation, the stronger the will. The warriors who had been trained by the Divine Palace were all qualified to become emperors. Su Jin was a living example.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the sky, there were still terrible muffled sounds, but the flickering tribulation clouds were getting smaller and smaller until they completely disappeared from everyone's sight. It was as if the Emperor's Tribulation had never appeared.
But above the sky, there was a young man as majestic as an emperor. His body was glowing with a strong platinum luster, noble and oppressive.
"It's done."
Everyone looked on in a daze, a little unable to believe their eyes. They had just witnessed a young man become an emperor.
No, perhaps not a complete emperor, but this young man had been baptized by the Emperor's Tribulation and had cast a real emperor's body. If his state of mind was sublimated again and saw through the mysteries of the Emperor's Path, he could become an emperor in an instant. After all, he had already experienced the Emperor's Tribulation and had a real emperor's body. He would have no hindrance in going through the Tribulation again.
"This monster."
Elder Meng sighed and shook his head helplessly. No wonder Qin Hao was so calm. Obviously, he was very confident.
However, Yue Gong Xin was too miserable. The Emperor's Tribulation had been taken away, his path to becoming an emperor was broken, and his spiritual soul was seriously injured.
But this was not the worst, but he would die today.
"How does it feel to be robbed of the Path of others to complete your own Path?"
Qin Hao stepped out and stood in front of Yue Gong Xin, looking down at the old man who had just passed his birthday.
Yue Gong Xin did not dare to raise his head. His messy white hair was messy, and he spat out a pool of blood under his body. He clenched a fist and hammered the ground weakly. He shook his head and laughed inexplicably.
This laughter was incomparably desolate.
Swoosh.
At this time, the body of a young man rushed across the field. He was as fast as a peerless divine sword. In the blink of an eye, he rushed into the group of Music Palace disciples. His eagle-like hand grabbed out and mercilessly grabbed the neck of a disciple, slowly lifting him up.
"Lin Xiao."
An elder of Music Palace shouted in horror.
Lin Xiao, the most talented of the younger generation of Music Palace, once fought to a draw with Changhe Lo. He was the personal disciple of Palace Lord An and the future successor of the Sect.
Now, in the blink of an eye, he had fallen into the hands of the terrifying swordsman brought by Qin Hao.
"Let him go."
Many elders roared and attacked Feng Qianli at the same time. However, countless sword auras flew out, sharp to the extreme. Fountains of blood spurted out, and the elders who attacked all fell to the ground with serious injuries. Their Dantians were mercilessly pierced by the sword auras of rules.
"If I am strong enough, I can abuse the lives of others at will, right?"
Qin Hao looked at Yue Gong Xin. This was what the other party had said before.
Pfftt!
Feng Qianli clenched his fist, and countless sword auras of rules burst out of his fist. Lin Xiao did not even have time to leave a word, nor did he have the chance to beg for mercy. He fell from Feng Qianli's palm and fell to the ground.
The pride of Music Palace, facing the attack of the cultivators, did not even have the chance to beg for mercy. He died just like that.
Qin Hao could even see the endless fear in Lin Xiao's eyes at the moment of death.
Unfortunately, Feng Qianli did not care about the thoughts of a dead man.
About three years ago, when Yue Gong Xin massacred the warriors of the Myriad Cultivator Alliance and tried to kill Qin Hao several times, he was also like Feng Qianli. He did not care about the feelings of others. In his eyes, they were all ants.