Emperor Qiankun

Chapter 373 The Immortal Emperor Arrives in Person!

See this scene!

Li Qingyuan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints, her heart filled with horror.

How could a mere phantom exude such terrifying pressure?!

This was not because the five-clawed golden dragon was too weak; it was simply that the phantom was far more powerful than anyone could imagine!

Even before its true form descended, merely a phantom was enough to overwhelm an existence like the Demon Saintess, almost forcing her to bow down in submission...

Combined with the crown worn by the phantom, the identity of the newcomer was already obvious!

It is clearly the Celestial Emperor, who is high above and holds the power of life and death over the Celestial Dynasty.

The Celestial Emperor has arrived in person!

In an instant, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in an invisible pressure.

At this moment, the illusory figure spoke softly, its voice as calm as water, yet like divine music descending from the heavens, deafening and carrying an irresistible majesty that compelled all to submit and yield.

"You unfilial son, get back here now!"

The voice seemed to come from the heavens above, carrying boundless majesty and indifference, making one's soul tremble.

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Under this mountain-like pressure, Xue Jing's body involuntarily bent down, as if being pressed down hard by an invisible hand.

But deep down, he possessed a stubborn and unyielding spirit. With difficulty, he raised his head, his gaze fixed on the illusory figure, and roared forcefully:

"Father!"

"Since you have already deposed me, why not spare me and let me live as a mortal..."

"Why go through all this trouble?!"

"If it's a marriage alliance with Princess Zhaohuang, you can simply let my younger brother Su go. Why force me to do it?!"

His voice was filled with grief and resentment, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and pain he had endured for many years.

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The illusory figure's face was blurry, as if shrouded in a hazy mist, making it impossible to discern any expression.

He simply continued in that cold voice:

"You are nothing but a disgrace to my royal family, a deposed and useless piece of trash. What right do you have to negotiate with me?"

"This marriage alliance concerns the face and future of our Immortal Dynasty!"

"As a descendant of the royal family, you should dedicate everything to the Immortal Dynasty, even at the cost of your life!"

"If it weren't for your birth mother's desperate pleas, I would have executed you, you unfilial son, long ago to uphold the order of the imperial court!"

His words were full of insults and sarcasm; in his eyes, Xue Jing was not even as good as an ant.

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Upon hearing this, Xue Jing seemed to have anticipated such vicious words.

He first gave a bitter smile, a smile full of bitterness and despair.

Then, he laughed loudly, a clear, resounding laugh, yet filled with boundless sorrow and anger:

"Hahaha~ Father, my most respected and admired father..."

"First, they crippled my cultivation, then dragged me down from the clouds, smashing me to pieces..."

"Then they banished me to that desolate, uninhabited place, wanting me to fend for myself, like an abandoned pawn."

"Fortunately, Heaven spared my life, allowing me to meet Qinghe and thus extend my life..."

"And now, for the sake of your cultivation path—no, for the sake of your reputation—you're even willing to kill your own flesh and blood..."

"He truly is a 'good father'!"

"Father, this is the last time I'll call you Father..."

"For no other reason than to inform you that this time, I, Xue Jingning, will not yield!"

"Rather than live a wretched life, enduring endless humiliation... it's better to become a madman!"

As he spoke, his aura suddenly changed.

The originally calm atmosphere turned violent and chaotic, and its power surged, making it seem like a demon or monster.

His eyes turned bloodshot, as if burning with two flames, and he exuded an unusually powerful aura.

Strange patterns appeared on the surface of the skin, like mysterious runes flashing.

His figure also seemed to grow taller, exuding a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine, as if he had transformed.

They seemed to be ferocious demons and monsters emerging from hell, ready to destroy everything in this world!

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"Anyone who enters the path of demons, even my son, shall be executed!"

Upon hearing Xue Jing's words, filled with grief and resolute determination, the Immortal Emperor's illusory face remained impassive, devoid of any emotional fluctuation. He simply spoke in an extremely cold tone, his voice so chilling it seemed capable of freezing one's soul.

After saying this, he remained indifferent and casually waved his hand, causing a dazzling ray of light to shoot out like a meteor.

The dazzling Daoist aura, like a celestial galaxy tilting downwards, rushed towards Xue Jing. Wherever it passed, space distorted, cracks appeared, and sharp whistling sounds emanated from the gaps.

Seeing this, Li Qingyuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking to himself:

"To be an emperor is truly ruthless and heartless to the extreme; he can even commit such a heinous act as killing his own son..."

"Power and status in this world can distort people's minds to such an extent!"

His eyes were filled with complex emotions, including disdain for the Immortal Emperor's cold-heartedness and sympathy for Xue Jing's tragic fate.

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And this moment.

Xue Jing's eyes widened, filled with determination and tragic resolve. He roared:

"Qinghe, I'm sorry, I've ultimately let you down..."

The voice seemed to have used up all his strength, carrying endless guilt and helplessness.

As he spoke, a demonic power surged around him, unleashing a tremendous force that shoved the five-clawed golden dragon away.

Clearly, he intended to withstand the terrifying Dao intent of the phantom alone, even at the cost of his life!

Upon hearing Xue Jing's earlier words, Long Qinghe seemed to already know what he was thinking;

Therefore, after being pushed not far, the dragon's body rippled and shot back like a golden wave of light.

Just then, the Celestial Emperor's attack came down like a storm, slamming heavily onto her dragon body.

"Clang——"

A loud bang, sparks flying everywhere, the sound like metal clashing together, extremely piercing.

Not only that, Long Qinghe's massive body was also blasted hundreds of feet away by this powerful force.

Then, blood could be seen spilling from the corner of her mouth, and a look of pain appeared on her dragon head, with every scale trembling slightly.

With just one strike, he inflicted considerable damage on her, demonstrating just how terrifying the power of the Immortal Emperor's attack was!

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Xue Jing flashed and instantly appeared beside Long Qinghe.

He gently touched the dragon's head, looked at the shocking bloodstains on its body, his eyes filled with heartache, and said in a trembling voice:

"Qinghe, why are you doing this to yourself..."

His hands trembled slightly, but his aura grew stronger and stronger, as if it were on fire, igniting the surrounding space.

The dragon's head twitched slightly, as if offering a comforting smile, and then a gentle yet weak voice rang out:

"We are cultivation partners... For you, I am willing to give everything!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing's trembling hands immediately stopped.

He knelt in mid-air and slowly brought his head toward the dragon's head.

In the blink of an eye, the two were glued together.

Then, Xue Jing slowly said:

"Qinghe, with you... I, Xue Jing, am content for this life!"

At this moment, tears could be seen sliding down Xue Jing's cheeks, his eyes were becoming increasingly red, and his aura was becoming more and more powerful and eerie.

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Upon witnessing this scene, Li Qingyuan's expression was instantly moved, and she was filled with many emotions.

He felt as if he had witnessed the most sincere and purest love in the world, shining brightly in this cruel world.

It should have been hard to come by, but it's right here in front of us!

Li Qingyuan felt that he would probably never forget this scene in his life, and he would work towards that goal.

At the same time, he was also wondering about it.

Why would Xue Jing go to such lengths to bring this scene to life?

Was it to let the world know about his injustice, or was there another hidden story?

These questions, like a fog, shrouded his mind, leaving him completely perplexed.

Over there, the Immortal Emperor remained expressionless, as if nothing in the world could touch his cold heart.

He made his move again, this time slowly swinging his sword!

The sword seemed slow and simple, yet it seemed to contain endless Daoist principles.

The moment the sword was drawn, it seemed as if ten thousand swords were drawn simultaneously, descending from the sky like a golden rain of swords, landing where Xue Jing and Long Qinghe were.

The sword energy was chilling, and the brilliant golden light illuminated the entire world. The extremely sharp sword essence flowed between heaven and earth.

At this moment, a single sword strike seemed to shatter everything in the world.

Clearly, this time the action was equally ruthless!

It was as if Xue Jing and Long Qinghe were nothing more than ants in his eyes, not worthy of his pity at all!

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