Handing over Mu Yuwei and gaining a foothold in the East Continent as Dendi's descendant was the most the Battle Tower could offer.
"I'm not the Tribulation Sword Emperor, and I won't hand her over to anyone."
Qin Hao suffered the crushing pressure of the Great Dao. He arched his back as his body trembled. He looked up at the Battle Tower with a resolute face.
The experts in the valley were shocked. If he wasn't the Tribulation Sword Emperor, then who was Li Chuji?
Or perhaps, that wasn't his real name.
Who was he?
When Cen Gang heard this, his calm expression finally changed. An impossible thought emerged from the depths of his heart. The thought continued to expand, turning into a shadow that gradually devoured his soul.
He wasn't the Tribulation Sword Emperor, nor was he Dendi's descendant. Yet, he dared to save Mu Yuwei. Other than Mu Xinzhao and the Mu Clan, there was only one person left in the world.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Sanmu panicked and lost his composure. Taihui, who was beside him, seemed to have been struck by lightning as his body trembled.
Zhu Mian seemed to have lost his soul. At this moment, the four Sovereigns of Daqin looked at the man who carried Mu Yuwei on his back. They felt a supreme majesty sweep over them, as though it could crush their will. A peerless figure in their memories overlapped with it. They heard the East Continent's imperial proclamation from a long time ago.
"Primordial and profound, Pill Shakes the Eight Desolations."
Dendi of Daqin.
Kacha!
Qin Yun took a few steps back. If it wasn't for Ah Ke supporting him, he would have fallen to the ground. His face was blank and shocked. Since he wasn't a descendant of Dendi, yet he knew Dendi's supreme alchemy and many of his secret techniques, it turned out that what he didn't want to face the most was true. Qin Yun was on the verge of breaking down.
"Since you came to the East Continent, I have given you many chances, but you have disappointed me."
After a long while, the Battle Tower spoke slowly. The palm that had been pressing down on the sword hilt moved away for the first time and slowly raised.
"Qin Hao, let's go."
Wu Que channeled his aura and roared crazily. His roar shook the entire valley and shocked the Five Realm Monarchs present.
Qin Hao, the forbidden name of the East Continent, Daqin Dendi.
Boundless sword wills radiated out, piercing towards the void. The nine sword rings of Flawless opened up, and the Myriad Manifestation Sword Lotus spun beneath his feet. His body transformed into a beam of dazzling golden light. When he soared into the air, tens of thousands of swords hummed in the air. Millions of sword wills condensed into sword light that followed him as he flew, blasting towards the war god chariot in mid-air.
War Tower's slowly raised hand stopped. His displeased eyes fell on the golden sword light among the ten thousand swords. Then, the void trembled, and the sound of the Golden Crow spread and swept out, as if tearing apart everyone's eardrums. An incomparably terrifying flame of the Way fell from the Ninth Heaven, crushing the ten thousand swords with the might of heaven. Everywhere it passed, the Sword Will collapsed. With a loud boom, the golden sword light was shattered, and Shou Wuque's body was pressed down into the valley. It was so powerful that it could not be resisted.
Swoosh!
Swoosh! Another two sword auras soared into the sky. Makumonji and Hyun Ying moved almost at the same time. The Sword Will of Dao Validation was fully released and turned into two streams of light that merged into Shou Wuque's body. At this moment, there was only one sword left in the sky above the valley. It was a sword of righteousness that wanted to break through the might of heaven.
However, as soon as it came into contact with the might of heaven, the dazzling sword light was melted by the flames and dissipated directly, revealing Shou Wuque and the other two.
Everyone saw that the three of them seemed to be suppressed by the might of heaven. They vomited blood and fell at the same time. The protective Emperor Light of the three of them shattered, and they were blasted back to the ground by War Tower. Hyun Ying and Makumonji fainted on the spot. Shou Wuque's clothes were ragged, as if he had been hit by a huge rock. His face was covered in blood, and his internal organs were filled with a terrifying burning aura. He staggered to his feet, but then his body fell straight down, and he no longer breathed.
With one move, the three Emperor Lords were severely injured. It was not even a personal attack. War Tower borrowed the Emperor Might of the Golden Crow to release and directly knocked down the three Emperor Lords. Shou Wuque, Makumonji, and Hyun Ying were all extremely outstanding Sword Dao experts.
At this moment, all the overlords in the valley were shocked and terrified.
"War Tower, don't go too far."
Jin Chen shouted angrily.
"Meng Xiang, shut him up."
War Tower glanced at Jin Chen with disdain. He had just reached the True Self Level and was not qualified to fight with him.
Dong!
Meng Xiang stepped in the air and disappeared from the side of War Tower. In the sky, an extremely fierce aura crazily approached Jin Chen. Jin Chen roared and the Emperor Ring of the Great Path behind him bloomed. Emperor Light shone brightly, and the mark of an ancient pagoda appeared on his forehead. The bloodline power in his body surged, and he clenched his fist and punched in a certain direction.
Boom!
The valley trembled, and the mountains within a radius of a hundred miles trembled. Terrifying cracks appeared, and countless rocks fell off. A terrifying divine elephant phantom crashed into Jin Chen's body and flew out of the God Burial Valley, disappearing into the distance.
Gulp!
Sect Master Heaven Trampling, Li Yuan of the Southern Region, Emperor Ning Wu Ming, and the other Emperor Lords swallowed hard.
"Uncle."
Jin Xu looked nervously in the direction where the Divine Elephant disappeared. Meng Xiang was too powerful. His uncle might not be a match for him.
At this moment, all the Kim people were panicking and worried.
"I told you, you can't run away. You can't protect anyone, not even yourself."
War Tower held the Sword of War God with one hand and slowly stepped down from the chariot, approaching Qin Hao. With every step he took, the pressure in the valley would multiply. It was so oppressive that people didn't dare to breathe. It was as if a god had descended here.
Sword Master Zhen Ji, the Sword Sect Master of the Southern Region, and Sword Master Hyun Ying of the East Continent had joined forces to condense Sword Will, but they were severely injured by a single move.
Jin Chen of the Sengoku Kingdom, a True Self Level Overlord, was sent flying by Meng Xiang.
The people around Li Chuji were all powerful. They were all Emperor Lords, but they were still too weak in front of the War God Temple. They couldn't withstand a single blow.
Even if he were Dendi, it would be impossible for him to save Mu Yuwei today.
War Tower approached Qin Hao. Under the pressure of the Emperor Will, the cultivators of the four regions in the valley couldn't move, nor did they dare to. At this moment, Tsiogua's blood was flowing in reverse, as if he was having a spasm. His body couldn't help but tremble violently. Seeing that War Tower and Qin Hao were getting closer and closer, Tsiogua finally let out a cry that had been suppressed to the limit. His eyes were red and bloodshot. His eyes were about to pop out. He turned into the body of a bull and rushed forward.
"Ah …" Ye Shuihan tore his hair with both hands. The fear and despair in his heart turned into a force that could drive people crazy. He also rushed toward War Tower.
"Brothers, let's fight it out with him. Master, Old Demon, I'll be hot-blooded for you again. You and Empress Mu Yu, leave quickly."
Blood Emperor Su Yongfu, a fourth-stage Emperor Realm cultivator, suddenly exploded, turning into a pool of blood. Together with Little Nine, who was cultivating in the Night Luo Palace, the two of them rushed toward the War God Temple Great Commander. The black Emperor Light and the color of blood were exceptionally dazzling.
Snow fell from the sky. A domineering saber light slashed out. The light split into nine lines, and each saber slashed nine times. It slashed toward the center between War Tower and Qin Hao, trying to separate them forever.
Ah Ke silently left Qin Yun's side. When he reappeared, he was already behind Tsiogua, Ye Shuihan, and Chen Wanqin.
Qin Yun didn't move from his spot. He was struggling. He didn't know if he should attack or what reason to attack. Was Qin Hao his relative?
Or was he an enemy?
However, Ah Ke's words were left in Qin Yun's ears. "No matter what you think or do, that person is Qin Hao."
Boom!
Above the valley, dozens of Emperor Lights blasted toward War Tower at the same time. The rules were different, but it was a spectacular sight. Western Liang, Northern Borderline, and those who had followed Qin Hao all attacked, including Lin Feng and the wailing Li Wanji.
This scene moved the experts of the four regions. Even though they knew they were no match for Qin Hao, they still attacked someone they couldn't challenge. They just wanted a chance to let Li Chuji leave.
The older generation couldn't help but recall the scene six hundred years ago when the Four Divine Generals of Daqin attacked Empress Ling Xuan. At that time, the Four Divine Generals were as crazy as they were now.
"I'm sorry. I'm a coward. I'm afraid of death. I'm useless. But I really can't attack. Martial Uncle, Martial Uncle, wake up. Wake up."
Feng Qianli wailed, desperately shaking Hyun Ying who had fallen to the ground.
Emperor Mo Luo and Mo Xian clenched their fists tightly in their sleeves. They couldn't bear to watch, but they had to force themselves to remember this scene. Before, Qin Hao had repeatedly asked them to leave. Since they had chosen to stay, they had to be witnesses.
Although they also wanted to attack, they couldn't.
The Emperor Lights blasted over, and the sky was filled with hysterical screams. War Tower stopped. On the cold helmet, a pair of sharp Emperor Eyes shot out through the mask. Suddenly, a supreme flame of the True Will of the Great Path pressed down from his position, turning into a cloud of fire that covered everything between heaven and earth. After the cloud of fire dissipated, the space became calm again. War Tower continued to walk toward Qin Hao.
On the ground of the valley, bodies were lying on the ground. Tsiogua, Ye Shuihan, Chen Wanqin, and the others. Their skin and flesh were torn, and they were lying everywhere. As far as the eye could see, they were charred and emitted a terrible heat. Even Li Wanji and Lin Feng's immortal bodies couldn't resist this True Fire of the Great Path.
"How many more people are injured?
Your era has passed. The East Continent is revered by the God of War. Hand them over to me. Otherwise, the next time I attack, I can't guarantee their lives. "
War Tower held his sword and pressed forward step by step. He didn't kill Tsiogua and the others, but he couldn't guarantee that he could control them next time.
"Haha."
Qin Hao sneered. He raised his head and looked up. His era had already passed. In the eyes of the people, the Alchemy Emperor lived six hundred years ago. But who was the Alchemy Emperor?
It was still a title, just like the Tribulation Sword Emperor.
"Today, I am myself, and I am Qin Hao."
Qin Hao took a heavy step, carried Weiwei on his back, and leaped into the air. Dense dragon scales gradually covered the surface of his body, and his figure continued to grow.
Cen Gang and the others' hearts trembled violently. Dendi, the founder of Daqin.
"Stubborn."
Seeing that Qin Hao still didn't give up, War Tower pointed his finger to the sky, and a wisp of Golden Crow Flames fell. The Emperor's Will was integrated into it, and the flames condensed into a fist Qi that blasted toward Qin Hao.
Bang!
An incomparably violent and heavy sound rang out in the air. Before that, another beam of fiery light climbed into the sky from the valley, blocking the power of the Dao flame fist.
"Before me, no one was qualified to defeat him."
The Yang God of the Southern Region was wrapped in majestic flames. The Golden Crow Tao Fire had severely injured his body, and a hole had been pierced through the ball of fire that enveloped him. However, this attack did not send him flying like before.
The Yang God of the Southern Region withstood the attack. Moreover, the flame Qi that enveloped him surged and gradually gathered toward the hole, quickly filling it.