Chapter 292

Early in the morning, Qin Yang led everyone out, heading for the seaside.

Before dawn, they had already arrived above the sea.

Everyone felt a sense of novelty, gazing at the faint fish-belly white on the horizon.

The next moment, Qin Yang lifted them higher again, directly reaching above the clouds.

Everyone looked toward the east.

A round of proud sun rose, slowly appearing, instantly dispelling the darkness.

They stood on the sea of clouds, eyes wide open, gazing at everything before them, shocked to the extreme.

This is too beautiful.

Du Li and the others couldn't help but take out their phones, capturing the scene before them.

Qin Yang chuckled lightly, his true essence lifting them, shifting their positions above the clouds as they wished.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that perhaps this was the meaning of cultivation.

Too beautiful.

Du Li sighed.

Ji Dou Dou also felt somewhat excited.

She had already entered Golden Core, enabling sword flight.

But Ji Dou Dou had never flown this high to watch the sunrise; it was too dreamlike, like a myth, making people intoxicated.

Just then, Qin Yang's body suddenly shuddered.

His eyes flashed, and he looked toward the distance.

A figure appeared there, staring at him intently from a far distance.

However, the other dared not approach further, as if some terrifying force was blocking him.

Qin Yang's heart stirred; he immediately realized that place was outside Jiuzhou.

The other stared at him from outside Jiuzhou but dared not enter Jiuzhou.

This is a great demon.

Qin Yang quickly realized this.

"God Lord."

Qin Yang shouted out the other's identity.

This made several girls shudder all over.

The God Lord of the Hunters, that legendary powerhouse.

The other had always been overseas, never entering Long Guo.

Never expected to encounter him here.

Everyone suddenly grew worried.

They feared they would burden Qin Yang.

Originally, if Qin Yang faced the God Lord without us, even if he couldn't win, he still had a way to escape.

But now it's different.

We might become Qin Yang's burden.

Seeing everyone's worried faces, Qin Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, he can't come in."

Su Nuan Yue and the others froze for a moment, not understanding why, but still breathed a sigh of relief.

"God Lord, do you want to kill me?"

Qin Yang's voice carried over.

The God Lord had not spoken; he was shrouded in a black robe, his true appearance unclear.

Only a terrifying killing intent surged on his body.

Qin Yang thought for a moment, then said, "Then wait a moment; I'll send everyone back first, and come find you later."

"Wait for you."

The God Lord uttered two words.

"Go."

Qin Yang led everyone away.

"You really intend to go find him."

"This guy finally dared to show his face; of course I want to test his abilities—don't worry, I have it figured out."

Qin Yang said.

Ji Dou Dou, however, grabbed Qin Yang's arm and said, "Don't go; the God Lord is very strong and unfathomable. I hope you won't make a move against him until you have absolute certainty."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Rest assured, I won't do foolish things. You should know that even if I can't beat him, I can still leave; he can't stop me, so don't worry."

Although he said that, it's impossible for several people not to worry.

But seeing Qin Yang had made a decision, Ji Dou Dou stopped urging him otherwise.

She clearly knew that once Qin Yang made a decision, it would certainly not change.

Qin Yang turned and left, flying east toward the sea.

The God Lord indeed stood there.

Qin Yang also came to a place not far from him.

However, Qin Yang still had not left the range of Jiuzhou.

Within this range, the God Lord cannot act; he cannot affect this place.

He is a living being marked by the Jiuzhou Cauldron; once he enters it, he will be struck by the Jiuzhou Cauldron.

The result is a death with no burial place.

Even with a True Immortal's cultivation, one cannot withstand the Jiuzhou Ding forged by Great Yu; the two are not on the same level.

"Come out, let's fight."

The God Master said.

"As you wish."

Qin Yang laughed.

He directly rushed out.

The next moment, a cold light flashed in Qin Yang's hand, and the Changdao appeared.

"Slay Immortal."

Qin Yang softly shouted, the first move is Absolute Kill.

Heaven and earth's power merged with him, and he killed forward.

This heaven and earth seemed about to burst, powerful sword light enveloped his body, and the God Master's pupils burst forth two foot-long divine lights.

"Break."

The God Master opened his mouth, a light flashed in his hand, likewise a Changdao he grasped, meeting Qin Yang's sword light.

Two Changdaos collided, here erupted terrifying sword intent.

Ordinary Tribulation Crossing cultivators, if they appeared around them, would be torn apart.

The God Master's body trembled slightly, and he retreated half a step.

But Qin Yang was shaken and flown away.

He stared at the God Master, somewhat surprised and said: "So strong, True Immortal battle power, immortal spirit aura, you are a Five Tribulation Scattered Immortal."

The God Master said nothing, merely attacked again.

He swept his Changdao, countless sword lights emerged from all directions, submerging Qin Yang.

It is clear he very much wants to kill Qin Yang, not wanting to give him any chance.

Qin Yang's expression did not change.

He formed seals with both hands, the Changdao transformed into 108,000 copies, meeting from all directions.

Boom—

Here erupted terrifying fluctuations.

The cultivators at sea all looked in that direction, Hàirán.

Some strong ones rose into the distance, watching this battle.

Their faces were full of Hàirán.

What level of cultivator is this? How can it be so terrifying.

Even an ordinary Scattered Immortal does not have such great power, right.

"Just this."

Qin Yang tore open the opponent's attack, killed out, his face full of cold smile, staring at the God Master, an expression of arrogance.

The God Master said nothing, but the killing intent on his body surged, becoming ever more intense.

He pointed his Changdao at Qin Yang, then the Changdao enlarged, his whole body merging with the Changdao.

Person and Changdao as one.

This is an all-out strike, aiming to slay Qin Yang.

Qin Yang could not dodge, the opponent's cultivation surpasses his, now the qi mechanism frenziedly locks onto him.

If Qin Yang ever harbors even a hint of retreat, he will be attacked by the opponent with thunderous force, at that point he will surely lose.

Only to fight it out.

Realizing this, Qin Yang let out a long cry, his Mysterious Skill operating at the limit, every inch of his flesh and blood glowing, releasing terrifying power.

A phantom appeared, a hundred zhang tall, matching Qin Yang's movements.

With both hands, he absorbed heaven and earth's power frenziedly, the Heaven-Earth Grand Dao roared, drawn by Qin Yang, transformed into his power, and unleashed by him.

Behind Qin Yang, that hundred-zhang phantom also made a move, at some point a Changdao appeared in its hand, slashing forward.

This strike's might grew greater.

"Open Heaven."

Qin Yang roared loudly.

The fourth move, Open Heaven.

The power is still above Slay Immortal.

Between heaven and earth, everything became illusory in this instant, only the two were real.

Their attacks collided in the next moment.

The distant cultivators all felt their original spirits leap wildly, almost leaving their bodies.

Their Dao hearts trembled violently, their bodies shook greatly, many directly spat out a mouthful of Xiānxiě.

This made them Hàirán, knowing they were far from the two fighting, yet they were still affected.

The two fighting are perhaps too strong.