Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"Mu Yu, how could you . . . "

Zhang Yifeng stared blankly at Hua Manyu in his arms. He had thousands of words in his heart, but in the end, they all turned into silence.

Raising his hand and touching Hua Manyu's long hair, Zhang Yifeng could visibly see the fatigue on her face.

Thinking about how long Hua Manyu took to find him, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mu Yu."

Zhang Yifeng held Hua Manyu in his arms and spoke softly.

"It's okay, Yifeng. As long as I can see you, any hardship I've experienced will be nothing but a passing cloud."

Hua Manyu felt like she was bathed in spring breeze when she heard Zhang Yifeng's words, and replied softly.

The two hugged each other for a long time before reluctantly parting.

"Abusive, so it was Lu Shuang who sent you to find me?"

Recalling the voice of Lu Shuang that came from his mind after the little soul entered his body, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but ask.

"Well, Wushuang Scholar seems to be very concerned about your situation, Yifeng."

"Even if you are seriously injured, you must help me find you."

Hua Manyu nodded vigorously and told Zhang Yifeng the whole story of Lu Shuang's serious injury.

When he heard that Lu Shuang was seriously injured by a space crack, a solemn look flashed in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

Especially Hua Manyu's description of the space crack, the more Zhang Yifeng looked at it, it seemed like it was written by the Dark Emperor.

"Forget it. Let's not talk about anything else. It's too risky for you to come here now."

"The current situation..."

Zhang Yifeng sighed and told Hua Manyu about the crisis he was facing.

"The Dark Emperor, the ancient Immortal Emperor?"

When Hua Manyu heard about the existence of the Dark Emperor, she couldn't help but frown and was secretly surprised.

But soon, she suppressed the fear in her heart.

"Yifeng, as long as you are by my side, I am willing to go through any difficulties, no matter how dangerous it is!"

"Moreover, this matter concerns Yu Zhirou's safety. How can I sit back and watch and let you face the danger alone?"

Hua Manyu said with determination that as long as she could face it together with Zhang Yifeng, nothing would be considered difficult.

“It’s really a touching scene.”

A cold female voice suddenly came from above. Zhang Yifeng's eyes fixed and he looked up.

Then they saw a woman in white, who had appeared above them without them noticing.

At this moment, he was holding a Bauhinia whip and looking at the two of them calmly.

"Did the Dark Emperor send you here this time?"

Of course Zhang Yifeng remembered this guy who had an inexplicable hatred for him and always wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

He didn't expect that the abnormality here would attract the attention of the Dark Emperor so quickly.

"Too much nonsense, just wait till you die!"

The woman in white shouted coldly, and swung the purple whip in her hand, sending out a purple blade of light, attacking the two of them.

"Ma Yu, take care of yourself!"

Zhang Yifeng held two swords in his hands and raised his hands to cut off the purple light blade.

Then he rushed up and killed the woman in white in mid-air.

On the other side, sounds of footsteps were heard from all around. Dozens of dark warriors walked out of the bushes and approached Hua Manyu step by step.

Hua Manyu was well aware of the current situation, with magical power flowing through his body, and he was ready for battle.

In mid-air, Zhang Yifeng easily cut off the flying light blades and killed the woman in white.

"hateful!"

The woman in white had a flash of anger in her eyes and she swung a whip towards Zhang Yifeng.

"Your strength is a little too weak compared to Taiqing."

Zhang Yifeng casually used his sword to knock back the attacking Bauhinia whip and spoke in a serious voice.

It’s not that he underestimated the woman in white. On the contrary, Zhang Yifeng used all his strength from the beginning.

Precisely because he had seen what Taiqing was capable of, it was even less likely that Zhang Yifeng would underestimate her.

As a result, after just a few rounds of fighting, Zhang Yifeng realized that the strength of the woman in white was far inferior to Taiqing.

"you!"

After hearing what Zhang Yifeng said, Bai Nunu could no longer maintain her indifference and showed anger.

"How arrogant! I am one of the nine sons of the Holy Ancestor Huixia Yunzhong. How can you be so rude to me here!"

The woman in white shouted softly and waved the whip in her hand wildly. Countless light blades immediately surrounded Zhang Yifeng from all directions.

The impenetrable wall of light blades seemed to cut Zhang Yifeng into countless pieces on the spot.

"Nine Sons in the Clouds?"

Zhang Yifeng chuckled and looked deeply at the woman in white.

"I'm afraid that among you, only Taiqing deserves this title."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless sword energies suddenly rose up around Zhang Yifeng, easily dissolving all the countless light blades that were attacking him.

Then Zhang Yifeng flew up, crossed his shoulders in front of him, and the rising sword energy rushed towards the woman in white.

"How can it be!"

Feeling the tremendous pressure on her body, a look of disbelief flashed across the eyes of the woman in white.

The last piece of clarity in his vision was when he saw the two swords in Zhang Yifeng's hands slashing out a sword light that shot straight into the sky.

And the person hit by the sword light was her.

The severed body broke into two and fell to the ground, but no blood spurted out from the wound of the woman in white.

Streams of black gas spread out from the broken part, and then under the suction force, they tried to return to the body of the woman in white.

However, in the dark space at this moment, after being illuminated by the Fire King's flames, the power of darkness has been greatly reduced.

The woman in white could only watch as the black energy in her body dissipated, and finally looked at Zhang Yifeng unwillingly.

With a bang, the body of the woman in white exploded completely and turned into a black mist that drifted between heaven and earth.

"In this way, I think you can rest in peace."

Zhang Yifeng watched the woman in white, who was known as one of the Nine Sons of the Clouds, drift away, muttering to himself.

During the fight with the woman in white, Zhang Yifeng would compare her with Taiqing from time to time.

In comparison, Taiqing always had a poker face and an indifferent look during the battle.

The emotions of this woman in white are obviously richer and more human.

Taiqing is completely like an emotionless machine. Even if there is joy, anger, sorrow or happiness on his face, it is just forced.

Coupled with the disparity in power between the two, it was not difficult for Zhang Yifeng to suspect that this might be related to the degree to which Taiqing and the woman in white were corrupted by darkness.

Now that the woman in white has died at the hands of Zhang Yifeng, she has been freed from the control of the Dark Emperor.

I believe that even in his netherworld, he would be filled with gratitude towards me.

"Yifeng, is this the danger you mentioned?"

"I don't think these guys are that strong."

Hua Manyu was dealing with those dozens of dark warriors with ease.

Now that it has been greatly weakened, the regeneration ability of these dark warriors is almost useless.