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Chapter 1638 - 1621: Arrival of the Great Emperor
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Chapter 1638: Chapter 1621: Arrival of the Great Emperor

The appearance of the Cang Clan Patriarch is truly terrifying, completely displaying the demeanor of a Great Emperor, causing a sensation throughout Central State.

Although the Fengyun Domain is currently shrouded by the terrifying Tao and Law, suppressing the cultivation of all martial artists, the conversation between these two powerful figures reverberates through the heavens, instantly causing a shock.

"Cang Clan Patriarch!"

"My God, it’s actually the Cang Clan Patriarch who controlled the Iron Blood Emperor Domain five thousand years ago and was invincible over all."

...

They are old antiques, knowing many secrets of the True Spirit Continent.

The Cang Clan is born with purple blood, their cultivation speed terrifyingly boundless, truly the darlings of the heavens, absolutely possessing the posture of an emperor.

It is rumored that if not for the Cang Clan Patriarch being born in the No Emperor Era six thousand years later, they would have definitely become an emperor.

Yet even so, the other party can be considered an alternative emperor.

After all, they were already invincible over all six thousand years ago.

"You don’t seem afraid; do you think you still have a chance to escape today with my appearance?"

The Cang Clan Patriarch sees Xiao Ye smiling coldly, and the heart that has been unaffected by thousands of years suddenly rises with a hint of curiosity.

In this life, they have awakened, stand aloof, and have once focused on Xiao Ye due to Xiao Ye cutting down their descendants in this life.

Although Xiao Ye’s displayed aptitude and strength are terrifying, they did not take it to heart.

Because at such heights, only a Quasi Emperor is qualified to speak to them, yet it’s only a qualification.

Now Xiao Ye faces them with such calmness? This defies logic.

"Cang Clan Patriarch, you claim handling me as a Xiao Ye is a condescension. Then why do you use ancient evil techniques to linger into this life? Don’t you find this demeaning to your status?"

Xiao Ye, facing the immensely formidable Cang Clan Patriarch, shows a hint of sarcasm on his face.

The Cang Clan Patriarch is indeed terrifying.

But that lofty stance makes him quite unpleasant.

Since they are enemies, he naturally won’t be polite.

"This guy is really bold. Does he really think he can contend with the Cang Clan Patriarch?"

"The world believes that among resurrected martial artists using ancient evil techniques, we five sealed emperor strong people are the strongest. Yet they do not know the Cang Clan Patriarch is even more terrifying; he merely doesn’t care about anything in the True Spirit Continent."

The Heavenly Emperor standing by is also startled by Xiao Ye’s words, looking at Xiao Ye as if looking at a dead man.

"It’s been so long since someone spoke to me like this."

"Little fellow, you have quite the courage. If you hadn’t cut off my bloodline in this life, I might have considered taking you as a disciple, helping you achieve utmost glory in this life."

Upon hearing these words, the Cang Clan Patriarch gently chuckles, deep eyes flashing with admiration, as heaven and earth mourn in unison.

"Cang Clan Patriarch, there’s no need to waste words with this boy. Just kill him directly."

Seeing the Cang Clan Patriarch speak such words, the Heavenly Emperor quickly says.

The talent Xiao Ye displayed scares him; he’s afraid the Cang Clan Patriarch might change his mind.

"Heavenly Emperor, this is our duel, yet you open this purgatory battlefield. Are you afraid you’re not my match, and got the Cang Clan Patriarch to deal with me?"

Xiao Ye operates the Four Emperor Skills, desperately resisting the suppression of the Cang Clan Patriarch’s Taoist Technique.

"Humph, I said it, the victor is the king, the loser is the bandit. The process doesn’t matter. As long as you fall today, you’re the loser." The Heavenly Emperor sneered.

"I’m the loser? Not necessarily!"

"Instead, I have to thank you for leading out the Cang Clan Patriarch."

"If the Cang Clan Patriarch is your final trump card, then I can tell you: you lost!"

Xiao Ye shows a profound and mysterious smile.

"Is that a Sound Transmission Jade Token?"

The Heavenly Emperor’s pupils shrink, finding Xiao Ye’s raised hand holding a palm-sized jade talisman, unexpectedly emitting a faint Emperor’s Power.

"Haha, do you think there’s anyone on the True Spirit Continent who can help you deal with the Cang Clan Patriarch?"

"Or do you think your several extreme Half-Emperor Senior Brothers can come and intercept the Cang Clan Patriarch?"

The Heavenly Emperor is shocked and then laughs uproariously.

"Xiao Ye, you were conversing with me just to buy time to use the Sound Transmission Jade Token?" The Cang Clan Patriarch’s brows also jump.

The jade token in Xiao Ye’s hand emits a suppression that makes him somewhat dazed, like returning to five thousand years ago when he was in charge of the Iron Blood Emperor Domain.

At that time, he was high-spirited, swept across the universe, sovereign over all, his purple blood enveloping True Spirit, but in the Emperor Valley of the Iron Blood Emperor Domain, he was heavily wounded by an Emperor’s Power left by the Iron Blood Emperor back then.

It was then that he realized the terror of a Great Emperor, which triggered a more intense desire to prove the Tao.

Yet now, the jade token in Xiao Ye’s hand emits a trace of Emperor’s Power, making him sense the aura of the Iron Blood Emperor, feeling something amiss.

"I cannot let you live!"

The Cang Clan Patriarch lets out a cold hum, steps forward, countless martial arts runes flying, engulfing the mountains and rivers, shattering the universe, purple divine light spreading as if it could break this continent.

Such an attack is too terrifying, it hasn’t approached yet, but it makes Xiao Ye’s body hair stand on end.

He explodes with all his strength but cannot withstand it; his defenses are shattered, his body trembling violently, flying backward.

No wasted words, this is absolute suppression.

In every aspect, the gap between Xiao Ye and the Cang Clan Patriarch is too large.

"You can still resist; I underestimated you. Moreover, there’s an aura within your Tao and Law I despise!"

The Cang Clan Patriarch’s expression is cold, raises his foot again, causing Bing Ya’s soul watching from afar to tremble in fear, her beautiful eyes reddening, crystalline tears rolling over.

Is it today... she will have to watch Xiao Ye fall in front of her?

Yet just at this time, the Cang Clan Patriarch suddenly stops, deep eyes bursting with divine brilliance, looking towards a certain direction, his eyes unexpectedly flash with a trace of panic.

"Dong!"

The Emperor Bell tolls leisurely, all spirits tremble, the ancient bell sound permeates heaven and earth, crossing the river of time, in the presence of this bell, nothing can obstruct it.

"Alas, how many years has it been since I returned to True Spirit, unexpectedly finding it in such a state now, it’s rare to have someone reach such a realm in later generations, but you wish to kill my disciple, that won’t do."

"Jue Dai, Tie Xue, Unrivaled, can you bear this? Why not all descend with me, walk these worldly lands, settling this won’t take much time anyway."

Accompanied by the bell tolling leisurely, a hearty laugh pervades heaven and earth.

"Fortunately we made it."

"However, all four masters intend to descend upon True Spirit?"

Xiao Ye coughs blood heavily, but his face shows a radiant smile.

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