Chapter 1017

Then Lu Xuan stepped into the heart of the Qing Mountain Sect, flicked his sleeve, and terrifying golden power poured down continuously.

Wherever he went, stars collapsed, the sect shattered, and countless peaks were snapped at the waist.

"Boom—boom—boom!"

Terrifying surges spread outward, stirring up deafening roars.

Not long after, like autumn wind sweeping away leaves, Lu Xuan destroyed with ease, utterly wiping out the Qing Mountain Sect.

The star sea here became desolate, with scenes of collapse everywhere.

Lu Xuan seized all the Qing Mountain Sect's reserves, then looked toward the northern star region, where Qingqiu and Wuwo were plotting the World Tree Dao Patterns.

Now the World Tree Dao Patterns in the south have been activated, activating the northern patterns as well; the two can resonate.

"Let's go. Let's find Qingqiu and Wuwo."

Lu Xuan flicked his sleeve, and an incomparably mysterious power surged, enveloping the Tie Xiaoqing siblings; the three vanished instantly from the spot.

Just a few days after Lu Xuan left, several elders of the Heaven-Burying Alliance secretly investigated the Liu family and the Qing Mountain Sect, shocked to discover that the star seas of these two powers had collapsed, and the entire forces were wiped out.

This caused a great uproar.

Elder Chen Liang and others came personally to investigate.

Gazing upon the now barren star sea, Elder Chen Liang furrowed his brows and said, "Could it be that the white-robed Dao friend made a move? But why is there no trace of him?"

Now, regarding the tomb of the Swift Wind Sword Venerable, with the Liu family and Qing Mountain Sect destroyed, this has become an unsolved mystery.

Several elders of the Heaven-Burying Alliance muttered, "In any case, the Azure Abyss Emperor has lost two loyal dogs; this is good for us and good for the Spirit Martial Emperor."

Elder Chen Liang, lost in thought, replied, "Not bad."

At the same time.

The starry depths of the Azure Abyss Heaven.

The main branch of the Sun family.

Sun Qinghou, wearing a loose robe, slowly stepped out of a pavilion, his face still bearing a vivid lip print, a lingering expression of enjoyment, revealing a sense of taste.

Just then, an elder hurried over, saying, "Patriarch, something terrible has happened. Sun Yuan's life tablet has shattered, his soul lamp extinguished—he is dead."

Sun Qinghou frowned slightly.

Although he has many worthless offspring, only a few days have passed—how could he have died?

In his impression, Sun Yuan was timid; logically he wouldn't put himself in danger, yet he died?

"Perhaps the Heaven-Burying Alliance took action?"

Sun Qinghou thought to himself.

But in his heart, he had long considered the many offspring he sent out as already dead.

After all, having him deal with the Spirit Martial Emperor's affairs is hardly making things difficult for him.

What virtue or ability does he, Sun Qinghou, possess!

But the more of his offspring die, the more merit he can claim before the Azure Abyss Emperor.

They're just worthless sons; they died as they deserved!

Although he thought that way, his face showed utter grief, nearly collapsing to the ground, where a nearby elder hurriedly supported him, saying, "Patriarch, please bear your sorrow!"

"Ah—"

Sun Qinghou let out a mournful wail, even squeezing out a few tears on his face.

"I will report this to the Azure Abyss Emperor."

Sun Qinghou immediately said.

Soon, he tore through the void and shot toward the direction of Qingming Tiangong.

The Sun family elders watched Sun Qinghou's retreating back, shook their heads, and said, "The patriarch truly has exhausted himself for the Sun family."

Half a day later.

Sun Qinghou arrived outside Qingming Tiangong, his face ready with boundless sorrow, stepping slowly toward the palace.

"Boom—boom—boom!"

From within Qingming Tiangong came a terrifying roar, deafening.

Continuously, splendid divine radiance poured down like a falling celestial river.

Numerous Dao resonated with booming!

The golden gu aura was extremely rich, like rivers surging through the ten directions; even outside Qingming Tiangong one could feel this aura.

Sun Qinghou secretly startled, "This is the aura of the Nine-turn Battle Gu!"

This golden divine radiance, this unique gu Dao resonance!

These past few days he had secretly inquired and heard that the Azure Abyss Emperor Majesty had been continually activating the Nine-turn Battle Gu, waging great battles with his subordinates.

Everyone complained bitterly.

Even the strongest commander of the Azure Abyss Army, Situ Zhen, was beaten to severe injury, carried back, then after two days' rest summoned again to practice against the Emperor Majesty!

Besides that, it is said the Azure Abyss Emperor specially invited other powerful beings of Azure Abyss Heaven to practice with him.

The result was obvious: they were all beaten to severe injury by the Azure Abyss Emperor!

It's simply horrifying!

"Hahaha!"

As Sun Qinghou approached Qingming Tiangong, he could hear the Azure Abyss Emperor's hearty laughter.

"Battle, exhilarating!"

The aftermath of the great battle surged outward, splashing endless divine radiance, and terrifying pressure poured forth like a vast sea.

Sun Qinghou walked slowly, pondering how to report this to the Azure Abyss Emperor.

Although Sun Yuan is dead, this is also a progress.

It proved that he was making an effort.

Suddenly, the Azure Abyss Emperor's voice appeared beside his ear, "Look at your miserable state! What happened?"

A mocking voice came.

Sun Qinghou would immediately show an extremely sorrowful expression.

Given his understanding of the Azure Abyss Emperor, the fact that His Majesty could mock him indicated that His Majesty's mood was extremely good.

Perhaps this way he could even receive a reward from His Majesty?

Losing a son and gaining a reward—sounds not bad!

"Boom!"

A dazzling radiance fell upon Sun Qinghou; it was the Azure Abyss Emperor's mighty power, which directly enveloped him, and with the spatial fluctuation he instantly appeared deep within Qingming Tiangong.

This place formed its own world.

A combat arena, the Azure Abyss Emperor stood in a dragon robe above the Void, bearing the starry firmament, gazing down.

Upon the ground lay a heap of strong warriors, their bodies stained with blood, all crying out in pain on the ground.

"Ah—ah—ah..."

"Ow, my leg!"

"My hand!"

Sun Qinghou sucked in a breath of cold air, "Hiss!"

"Isn't that the Li family's patriarch? He was actually beaten until his flesh cracked!"

"Isn't that the Heavenly Star Sect's patriarch? He actually fainted!"

"Isn't that the Earth Sect's patriarch..."

Each patriarch was utterly miserable!

The Azure Abyss Emperor said lightly, "You're all too weak. Come on, come on! Sun Qinghou has arrived—come, let me train you."

In his palm, the Nine-Revolutions One-Heart Seek-Death Worm emitted a fervent aura, exceedingly mysterious, wrapped in a golden ocean, making him look like a god-king.

Sun Qinghou was frightened and immediately knelt on the ground.

"Thud!"

He shouted loudly, "Your Majesty's strength is such that even a single finger could annihilate me! No! If you just blow a breath, I would die instantly! How could I be a match for Your Majesty!"

"If Your Majesty is dissatisfied with this servant, you could grant me death; don't torment me like this!"

Sun Qinghou said this while continuously kowtowing on the ground, his forehead even bleeding.

"Bang bang bang!"

The ground was covered in bloodstains.

The Azure Abyss Emperor waved his hand, devoid of fighting spirit, and sneered, "Look at your pitiful ambition! I know your strength—rise. What brings you here to see me?"

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