In the void, blinding golden sword rays fell. The sword rays were intertwined, and each ray was like a powerful Monarch weapon. They contained terrifying penetrative power and were indestructible.
Tai Hui yelled and opened his palms. Nine dazzling Monarch Halos spun under his feet. Majestic Monarch Intent flowed up and shone brightly. Divine spears formed around him. Tai Hui looked up and the divine spears pierced through the void. They collided with the sword rays and instantly, the two rules dissipated.
"In another twenty years, your Monarch Dao might surpass mine." Tai Hui dispersed the Monarch Halos and said to the exit of a peak in front of him.
On the peak, a young man sat cross-legged in front of a cottage. His eyebrows were like swords and he had an extraordinary temperament. Shocking Sword Intent flowed around him.
Shou Wuque didn't seem to hear Tai Hui's words. He sat there with his eyes closed. Streaks of Sword Dao radiance could be seen around him.
"I'll come again in three years."
Tai Hui smiled. He didn't mind. In the past twenty years, Sword Master Zhen Ji had never responded to him. Today was no exception.
A dazzling ray of emperor light shot towards the East Continent, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye. All the cultivators and commoners within a radius of several hundred li raised their heads and looked towards the East Continent or the True Extreme Peak, all of them revealing expressions of worship.
Every three years, Daqin Saint Lord Tai Hui would come here to fight with Sword Master Zhen Ji. Every battle would attract a large number of cultivators to watch and admire the two Sovereigns.
Of course, they would watch from afar and not dare to disturb them.
At this moment, Shou Wuque sensed Tai Hui's aura leaving. He slowly opened his eyes and murmured, "I hope you can go all out in three years."
There was still a gap between him and Tai Hui. However, Tai Hui had never had an advantage in terms of cultivation level.
"Since when did Sword Emperor Zhen Ji become so humble?"
Many powerful figures landed from the void. Luoshui Emperor Ye Shuihan, West Qin King Tsiogua, Wasteland Qin people's clan leader Qin Yun, and Fengli Temple's Palace Lord Chen Wanqin appeared before Shou Wuque and came to the True Extreme Peak.
"Greetings, Master."
"Tai Hui ran quite fast. He must have felt guilty and fought with Master with all his might."
Beside Ye Shuihan and the others, two juniors, a man and a woman, accompanied them. The man was handsome and confident, and his body naturally overflowed with a distinguished temperament. The woman's facial features were extremely exquisite, and there was a wisp of sharpness hidden between her brows. She had the bearing of a woman who wasn't inferior to men.
Ye Huan, the eldest son of Luo Shui's Emperor, Ye Shuihan, the current Crown Prince of Luo Shui.
Qin Keyan, Qin Yun and Ah Ke's daughter.
Both of them were disciples of Sword Emperor Zhen Ji and were Shou Wuque's only two disciples. It wasn't that he wasn't powerful enough, but that he didn't take any more disciples. Even the most talented disciples in the Sword Sect didn't have the fortune to serve Sword Master Zhen Ji. Otherwise, Shou Wuque had more than two disciples. Countless talents from Western Liang, Beijiang, and even the Southern Region would want to be his disciples.
"You're already in your thirties. How can you call Tai Hui by his real name?" Shou Wuque glanced at the man.
"Hahaha, in your disciple's heart, other than father, master, and uncles, there are no experts or elders." Ye Huan laughed loudly. Qin Keyan rolled her eyes at Ye Huan and said, "You've stolen my flattery."
"Tai Hui is about to enter the True Self. Don't be so rude in front of outsiders. Otherwise, you'll embarrass the Luoshui Royal Family."
Ye Shuihan said. His slightly plump facial features gave him a sense of stability, giving him the majesty of an emperor.
"Yes, Father." Ye Huan said seriously, "There are no outsiders here, right?"
"Have you learned to banter with me?" Ye Shuihan's expression sank. Ye Huan immediately lowered his head.
"In a blink of an eye, it's been twenty years."
Chen Wanqin was dressed in a dignified and luxurious robe. As she watched Ye Huan and Ye Shuihan bicker, she recalled how they looked back then. They really resembled each other.
"That's right. It's been twenty years." Qin Yun raised his head and said with a tone of vicissitudes.
Buried God's palm strike had caused Qin Hao to 'leave' them for twenty years. From then on, they were separated by life and death. Now, the children had grown up and even had families.
At this moment, the space became somewhat solemn and heavy. The elders were filled with a sense of sadness. Ye Huan and Qin Keyan saw this and obediently shut their mouths. They knew that their master and uncles were reminiscing about 'that person' again. It was the 'unparalleled legend' that they had never had the chance to meet since they were young.
"How's the war in the Southern Region?" After a long time, Shou Wuque asked.
"Little Nine ordered someone to deliver the war report." Tsiogua's palm glowed and a secret scroll flew to Shou Wuque.
Shou Wuque received it and opened it. He roughly scanned it and nodded.
The Sacred Hall's Yang God had entered the formation and temporarily blocked Ning Tianxing. With the Arhat Palace and the Li Clan watching from the sidelines, Ning Tianxing was like a thorn in his back. His military movements were restrained. In the short term, it was impossible for him to succeed in his ambition of unifying the Southern Region.
Even so, the solemn expression on Shou Wuque's face did not lessen. Relying on the opportunities and treasures obtained from the ruins, Ning Tianxing's cultivation speed was extremely fast. He had stepped into the True Self Realm. In addition, another Emperor Lord had appeared in the third lineage. The overall strength of the family had increased by several times. If this was in the past, Ning Tianxing would have been able to sweep away the other six heroes of the Southern Region. It was simply unimaginable.
Now, Ning Tianxing was truly the number one in the Southern Region. In a one-on-one battle, no force could compete with him.
Shou Wuque's gaze fell on Tsiogua and the others. Of course, Ning Tianxing wasn't the only one who had become stronger. Night Luo Palace's Peak of Dao, Old Ancestor Zheng's breakthrough to the Imperial Lord Realm, and Tsiogua's realm had all improved.
But if they wanted to rely on Night Luo Palace and the Zheng Clan, it was impossible to stop Ning Tianxing. Even after the Sword Sect joined the battle, they still couldn't equalize the strength of the two sides. It was only until recently that the Yang God came out of seclusion and broke through to the True Self Realm and challenged Ning Tianxing to a battle on the Sacred Mountain that both sides were injured. Only then did they manage to suppress Ning Tianxing's arrogance and make him not dare to be arrogant.
"Senior Yang is indeed a rare genius in terms of talent and control of the Dao fire. If it wasn't for the old illness caused by Zhan Wu, he might really be able to suppress Ning Tianxing and fight for a chance for the four sects to counterattack."
Chen Wanqin said. Although she didn't witness that battle, from the battle report sent by Little Nine, her Yang God was also severely injured.
This was already very rare. Back then, he had blocked Zhan Wu's Golden Crow Flames. Among the heroes of the four regions of the God Burial Valley, who else had such ability?
Moreover, in 20 years, he had stabilized his injuries and broken through to the True Self Realm. Even they were ashamed of their inferiority. If it wasn't for the old illness left in his body, his Yang God would definitely be able to suppress Ning Tianxing.
Wuque shook his head and said, "Don't be fooled by his performance. Ning Tianxing is not a simple person. He definitely didn't use his full strength.
Moreover, don't forget that the Ning Clan still has a Great Ancestor alive. Before we entered the Emperor's Path, he had already stepped into the True Self Realm. "
The Ning Clan's foundation was very terrifying.
"If only Big Brother were here, it would be good."
Tsiogua said softly. Ye Shuihan and the others felt a little heavy in their hearts. Since the fall of Qin Hao, there were very few people of the same generation who could suppress Ning Tianxing in the four regions. There was no one who could stop him, not even Shou Wuque.
"Master has entered the True Self Realm. Ning Tianxing, that sanctimonious person, has nothing to fear." Ye Huan had absolute confidence in his master's swordsmanship.
"It's still too early to reach the True Self Realm. Moreover, the outcome of the battle with him is not certain."
Shou Wuque smiled. He had just comprehended a trace of the True Meaning of the Great Path and had stepped into the threshold of the Peak of Proving Way. It was similar to Lubi's realm in the past. Although he couldn't defeat Ning Tianxing, he wasn't afraid of fighting.
"We can only rely on you."
Ye Shuihan sighed. They couldn't count on them. The only person who was qualified to compete with Ning Tianxing was Shou Wuque.
"I'll make a trip to Xiao Imperial Palace. You guys pay attention to the situation in the Southern Region."
Shou Wuque stood up and patted Ye Shuihan's shoulder. A ray of sword will condensed under his feet and turned into a dazzling Emperor's Sword. At the same time, the space was cut open by a ray of sword radiance. He rode his sword into the void and his aura disappeared instantly.
For twenty years, he had guarded Western Liang on behalf of Qin Hao, guarding against the invasion of the East Continent. The Heaven Shaker Clan was restrained by the Shuo Xiu Clan and was not in danger for the time being. However, the Wind people of the Southern Region, the Heaven's Cliffs, the Desolate Land of Ghosts, and the Yuntian Palace had once formed an extremely powerful coalition to sweep Western Liang.
Strangely, that extremely powerful coalition had died midway. Countless Emperor Dao experts of the four clans had died. Even the Alliance Master Feng Junfei himself had been fatally injured. If he hadn't run away, he would have died on the spot.
This incident had only spread from the four regions after it had happened. At that time, it had frightened Ye Shuihan quite a bit. If Old Feng had really succeeded, it would have been difficult to stop him once he came over.
Shou Wuque found it very strange. He still couldn't guess who had intercepted the enemy.
To be able to eliminate the experts of the Wind people, the Heaven's Cliffs, the Desolate Land of Ghosts, and the Yuntian Palace in one fell swoop, causing the four clans to suffer great losses, one could see how powerful the person's dao intent was. It was simply terrifying.
This person should have a great relationship with Qin Hao. It was very likely that he was someone they knew. However, as for who exactly he was, Wuque and Ye Shuihan couldn't guess. They didn't have any impression of such an expert, so it was still a mystery even now.
However, it was still a good thing.
Western Liang and the Northern Border were currently very peaceful. Only the Southern Region's Martial Ning Empire was full of ambition and wanted to conquer the world. If necessary, Wuque would have to return to participate in the war, leaving Western Liang and the Southern Region to run between.
"It's been hard on him all these years," Qin Yun looked at the void that had closed.
Qin Yun looked at the closing crack in the void. His aura had reached the Imperial Master Realm, which was much stronger than Tsiogua and Ye Shuihan. This was all thanks to the Dao intent of the Revered Eagle that Qin Hao had left for him.
However, compared to Shou Wuque, Qin Yun was still much weaker. If it weren't for Wuque's protection, Western Liang and the Northern Border would be in an unknown state.
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The Northern Border!
Liaodu, Xiao Imperial Palace.
Emperor Xiao and Qin Hao's parents lived here.
At this moment, an extremely dazzling golden sword beam pierced through space and appeared in the sky above Liaodu. An extremely terrifying Emperor's Aura descended, causing all the citizens and martial artists in the city to look up.
Looking at the figure in the sky, the citizens didn't panic. On the contrary, they had a faint smile on their faces. They knew who that person was. He was Sword Master Zhen Ji, a close friend of Prince Consort Qin and the princess.
After the death of the prince consort and the princess, Sword Master Zhen Ji often came to Xiao Imperial Palace to visit Emperor Xiao. When talking about Emperor Xiao, the citizens had a heavy heart. They hoped that Emperor Xiao could pull himself together and walk out of the shadow of the prince consort and the princess' death as soon as possible.