Imperial God Emperor

The experts that remained, for some reason, felt their heart leaping to their throat.  

It was at that moment that many of the foreign race experts suddenly realized that they seemed to have made a huge mistake. 

However, there was no time to correct it.  

“Three!”  

Ye Qingyu’s cold voice, like a declaration of death, spoke out the final number.  

Then, there was a blaze of cold light.  

He took action.  

It sounded as if a silver bottle had burst, splashing water everywhere, and armoured riders were clanking their swords and spears in a battle.  

The cold light filled the area within a radius of tens of thousands of meters. It was as though winter had arrived all of a sudden. The sudden cold made all powerful experts including Great Saint experts shudder with cold!  

As a result the flowers of death had bloomed.  

The several hundreds of experts before the sword mark had been turned into icy snowflakes. 

It was as if their body was originally created from snowflakes, and at this time was finally dispersing with the wind.  

This was a magnificent and beautiful spectacle in the world. 

It was also a nightmare that made the many experts who stayed behind scared out of their wits.  

It should be said that the one hundred experts at the front was the strongest of the batch. They had once rushed to the front of the mountain road, also had the courage to approach that sword mark, and brave enough to stand in front to face Ye Qingyu, but the courage was evidently not enough. In this world one must ultimately rely on strength, and the strength of the more than one hundred experts was obviously not enough.  

Very inadequate.  

A moment of death; a moment of turning to snowflakes.  

How beautiful and sparkling were these fluttering snowflakes, were how much fear and despair the remaining hundreds of experts felt.  

At this moment, they finally understood why the other experts who were on Capital Sky Peak with them would, at the sight of Ye Qingyu, choose to turn away. No matter how great the greed was burning in the hearts of those experts, there was a portion that chose to run away after the warning, hearts filled with regret...  

The reason was simple.  

Ye Qingyu was too strong. 

That accomplishment of slaughtering tens of thousands alone was not a lie, not an exaggeration, but the most real fact.  

The strength of Ye Qingyu was no longer the strength in the ordinary sense.  

His strength was close to the Dao.  

As the blaze of sword light erupted, followed by an icy chill, there was not the slightest movement and cultivation technique, only the result and death.  

This no longer seemed to be martial arts technique, but a kind of the Dao.  

The Dao that was close to the demonic method.  

No one could see exactly how Ye Qingyu brought out his sword, then the next moment the hundreds of experts were dead.

And died so beautifully.  

Ah... snowflakes dancing in the wind. A snowflake landed on the face of a Great Saint expert of the Black Heart clan, and then he seemed to have recovered from his surprise. The coldness of the snowflake melting was more terrifying than anything in the world, like a pig being slaughtered, he made a desperate howl as he frantically turned to flee.  

This sound and this movement were like the signs of collapse.  

In a split second, the other remaining experts were all scared out of their wits, turning around to flee. 

All the foreign race experts could no longer summon up the slightest courage to fight. They felt that the most powerful and invincible person that they had ever met before was none other than the young man in white, and the scariest and most frightening thing that they had ever encountered was nothing more than the glittering snowflakes that were fluttering before them.  

The chaos was like an avalanche.  

But Ye Qingyu would not let them go again.  

He had given them an opportunity, which they didn’t cherish. It was too late now.  

He swung out his sword.  

The light of a sword freezes nineteen states.  

Pure silver sword light like the snow was fluttering and whirling about, like the starlight had fallen onto the secular world, but also resembled the brightest and most pure tide. It mercilessly washed away all the darkness and demons and swept away all evil. 

A number of running figures were turned into snowflakes, scattering in the Void.

There were no blood flowers, only snowflakes... and death.  

After the Quasi-emperor battle, Ye Qingyu's vision and experience had been increased several times, and under the enlightenment, his martial arts had ascended frantically. The observation of this battle was much better than the results of training for hundreds of years, especially in the last moment of life and death between the Four Stars Sect Quasi-emperor, the ancient macaque-resembling, lightning-wielding Quasi-emperor and [Quasi-emperor Xiaofei], which had caused a fundamental change in Ye Qingyu's martial arts once again. At this moment, Ye Qingyu’s Divine Emperor sword intent had already reached its peak state, and could even be said to have vaguely peeped through the doorway of the Life Sword sword intent. 

Ye Qingyu, under this state, was absolutely invincible.  

This invincibility could ignore any disadvantage in numbers.  

More accurately, Ye Qingyu’s martial arts cultivation base and combat power were already incredibly close to the half-step Quasi-emperor realm. Once his inner yuan cultivation base catches up with the combat power, he would become a real half-step Quasi-emperor. 

These foreign race experts had a heart of greed, and even if they were all killed, Ye Qingyu also would not feel the slightest guilt. 

The battle began quickly, and it ended even more quickly.  

The sword light was retracted.  

Ye Qingyu returned to the position where he had previously stood.  

Snow fluttering above the mountain path, the scenery sad and beautiful, and he turned and walked along to the top of the mountain, without turning his head back once.  

Because all the greedy foreign race experts had been killed. 

In a blink of an eye, there was not a single figure on the whole mountain path.  

At the bottom of Capital Sky Peak, the experts, who had retreated in fear right away, looked unwilling, but did not dare to return to take another look. They simply waited, waited for a long time. There were a few slightly braver experts that silently climbed halfway up the mountain to look at the situation from afar. All figures had vanished and they did not know where the hundreds of people had gone. The mountain road was covered in snow, and there was not the tiniest smell of blood around. They were all puzzled as to what had happened.  

Ye Qingyu no longer paid any attention to these people.  

He returned to the top of the Capital Sky Peak and continued to wait.  

Time went by.  

He, as before, was on tenterhooks.  

He did not know how the situation on the Quasi-emperor battlefield was, and whether [Quasi-emperor Xiaofei], who had the [Cloud Top Cauldron], would return victorious.  

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.  

In these ten days, Ye Qingyu flew into a rage again, slaughtering waves of foreign race experts. He wasn’t in a good mood and thus attacked even more ruthlessly. Besides the Human Race, other hostile foreign race experts were all killed. In just ten days of time, the snow on the mountain road had piled up to a height of dozens of meters.  

The old man Quasi-emperor patiently waited all this time.

He exchanged views with Ye Qingyu, passed on some of his insights in the cultivation of martial arts, and also talked about many martial arts secrets of the great world in the ancient era. However, he did not teach Ye Qingyu any cultivation technique or skills, because he could tell that Ye Qingyu had gradually embarked on his own road of martial arts. There was no need for him to study other people's methods of cultivation and technique.  

On the other side, the willful youngster Lu Wei was a little envious.  

His grandpa had never guided him like that.  

But he knew well that his martial arts foundation, understanding and experience, were still far away from those of Ye Qingyu. Even if grandpa were to guide him in such a way, he most likely would not understand. It was the same as playing the guitar to a cow. His cultivation realmm was not high enough and without experience, it would be useless no matter what others say. 

Occasionally, the old man Quasi-emperor told Lu Wei to exchange moves with Ye Qingyu, giving him advice. 

Time went by.  

The trio had waited an entire one month on the Capital Sky Peak. 

In the last period of the month, gradually there were no other experts that dared to climb up the mountain.  

Ye Qingyu had directly set down an ice mountain peak at the entrance of the mountain road.  Without breaking through the ice mountain peak, it was impossible to set foot on the mountain road. Moreover, Ye Qingyu’s name – the God of Death – had rapidly spread. This time it was different to back then on the Road of Chaos, in that the people that Ye Qingyu had killed were all famous Great Saint experts.  

Gradually there were no more figures that came to provoke or watch the bustling scene on the mountain path.  

For all experts at the foot of the mountain, this mountain path was a demon abyss that devoured life. Even if there were experts who could climb over that ice mountain peak and set foot on the mountain road, it would still be difficult to escape death. 

The mountain road was quiet and cold.  

Nan Tieyi and the million-year-old soul still had not showed up.  

Ye Qingyu was able to vaguely sense the aura of the [Cloud Top Cauldron] in a very distant place, and was still fighting. 

This gave him a little reassurance, since it indicated that [Quasi-emperor Xiaofei] had not fallen yet and was still alive.  

Fatty Li Shengyan's injury was extremely severe. Ye Qingyu had been trying to help him recover and the old man Quasi-emperor had also attempted to treat him, but the old man Quasi-emperor was certain that his origin source had been badly exhausted, and whether it was his physical body or state of mind, both were on the verge of collapsing. Therefore it would take a long time for him to fully recuperate.  

Several months had passed by in a twinkling. 

The Quasi-emperor energy field had completely disappeared from the Capital Sky Peak.  

There was snow whirling in the sky, because the weather caused by the Quasi-emperor energy field had subsided. Snow fell, re-covering the entire peak. The mountain peak that was more than tens of thousands of meters above sea level had been turned into a world of ice and snow. 

In the meantime, Ye Qingyu was also observing the situation at the foot of the mountain. 

He found that the experts at the foot of the mountain seemed to have left. 

Capital Sky Peak seemed to have been forgotten, restoring its lonely and cold feeling of the past. 

Only the three people were still waiting at the top of the mountain.  

The torrent of time whizzed past. 

It had been a full half a year since the end of the Quasi-emperor battle.  

This day, the old man Quasi-emperor, who was meditating, suddenly snapped open his eyes, staring at the endless depths of the sky.  

Ye Qingyu also sprang up as he sensed something, face lighting up with excitement. 

He could feel that the aura of the [Cloud Top Cauldron] was increasing clear, and was constantly approaching his direction... Could it be that the battle between [Quasi-emperor Xiaofei] and the evil grey-copper temple had finally ended?  

Ye Qingyu tensed up.  

Soon, there was a huge crack in the sky. 

A ball of bright yellow light appeared from the cracks, like a meteor falling from the starry sky, streaked across with blazing flames, diving down in the direction of Capital Sky Peak.  

It was the [Cloud Top Cauldron]!  

Ye Qingyu was overjoyed, but soon a bad feeling took over.  

Because only the [Cloud Top Cauldron] was seen, but there was no sign of [Quasi-emperor Xiaofei]. 

Could it be...   

Ye Qingyu soared into the sky, operating the one hundred eight ancient characters mantra to regain control of the [Cloud Top Cauldron].  

A stench of blood hit his nose.  

The brass-coloured cauldron walls were covered with shredded flesh, bone fragments and strange bloodstains, as though it had come out of the slaughterhouse. Inside the space of the cauldron was fist-sized drop of red fire-like blood, spinning, releasing tremendous ocean-like power and qi. 

At this moment, Lu Wei cried out.  

Ye Qingyu turned towards the physical body of [Quasi-emperor Xiaofei], his expression abruptly changing——