Peerless Divine Emperor

The people from the Sword Pavilion left, and the sound of the piano from the palace also stopped abruptly, as if the sound of the piano was to guide Jian Chunqiu and others to come.

"What happened? Please explain it clearly." Ximen Guyan looked at Qin Xuan and asked. Although he was not afraid of the Sword Pavilion, the Sword Pavilion was after all the top force in the Starry Sky City, with several Sword Saints sitting in charge, and its status in the Central Profound Region was extraordinary. It was better to ask about these things first, so as not to be difficult to explain later.

Then Qin Xuan told Ximen Guyan everything that happened in the Sword Pavilion, including his agreement with Jian Chunqiu, without hiding anything.

"It's not your fault for this, but you killed so many sword servants of the Sword Pavilion. Although the Sword Pavilion sent Jian Chunqiu to meet me, it was just to show the world the tolerance of the Sword Pavilion. In fact, there is still some resentment in my heart." Ximen Guyan spoke slowly. If anyone hated them the most, it must be the Sword Saint Qiankun.

"It's my fault. I dragged everyone down." Jian looked guilty. If he hadn't gone to the Sword Pavilion to see the sword, these things wouldn't have happened, and Qin Xuan wouldn't have offended Jian Chunqiu because of him.

"When have I ever blamed you? We are all friends. Don't say such things again in the future." Qin Xuan waved his hand and seemed to be indifferent.

"Dad, do you think the Sword Pavilion will retaliate against us?" Ximen Bingyue looked at Ximen Guyan and asked.

"Maybe, maybe not." Ximen Guyan looked into the distance with a slightly complicated look. After a moment, he looked at everyone and said, "Now that the turbulent times are about to rise, there may be major changes. You should all be careful."

Everyone nodded in agreement. It was indeed necessary to be careful.

"Senior, have the people from the demon clan come?" Shang Yang suddenly asked. He thought of someone and wondered if he would come this time.

"The people from the demon clan should not have arrived yet, but I predict that they should be coming soon." Ximen Guyan said.

"Master, are you so sure that the demon clan will come?" Qin Xuan asked curiously.

"The demon race will definitely come!" Ximen Guyan glanced at Qin Xuan and said with great certainty: "If other people had invited them, the demon saints of the demon race might not have given them this face, but Elder Tianji is different. He once mediated the war between the human race and the demon race, so many saints of the demon race respected Elder Tianji very much and would not refuse to come."

"So there is such a story. I have never heard of it before." Qin Xuan showed a look of surprise in his eyes, and his respect for Elder Tianji in his heart was even higher.

"Once, Elder Tianji and Elder Sanqing were praised as the two greatest saints in the Tianxuan Nine Regions, and were revered by the saints of the human and demon races. The Sanqing Immortal Palace was the first holy place in the world. Countless devout people went there to seek the Tao. Later, Elder Sanqing died, and only Elder Tianji was left."

Ximen Guyan couldn't help but sigh. Although he had been a saint for many years, whenever he recalled that era, he still missed it very much. Unfortunately, things have changed.

Listening to Ximen Guyan's sigh, Qin Xuan, Duan Ruoxi and others also fell silent.

Although they had not experienced that era, they could vaguely imagine that with two such great figures leading, that era must have been extremely prosperous.

"Don't go out anymore, stay here honestly and wait for tomorrow's banquet to start." Ximen Guyan retracted his thoughts, looked at Qin Xuan and others with a serious face, and glared at Qin Xuan, as if warning him.

"Disciple understands." Qin Xuan said honestly.

"Okay, I'm going to rest." Ximen Guyan waved casually and left.

After that, Qin Xuan and others never stepped out of the palace again, and they all practiced in peace in the palace.

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Jian Pavilion, Young Master's Mansion.

Jian Chunqiu had returned to his mansion at this time. In front of him, a slender figure in green shirt appeared there, as if waiting for him here for a long time.

Seeing the familiar figure, Jian Chunqiu's eyes fixed, he stopped, and shouted to the figure: "Fifth Master."

The figure turned around and revealed a handsome face. He looked a few years older than Jian Chunqiu. His smile was very chic, and he exuded a peerless temperament. Even if he just stood there casually, he still couldn't hide his brilliance, as if it was indelible.

This person was the Sword Saint of Absolute Dust.

Inside the Sword Pavilion, the five Sword Saints actually had a ranking. The first one was not the Sword Saint of Pure Yang, the master of the Sword Pavilion, but the oldest Sword Saint of Qiankun, who had practiced for more than 37,000 years and was definitely an antique-level figure.

The second one was the Void Sword Saint, the third one was the Pure Yang Sword Saint, and then the Wu Tian Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint of Absolute Dust was the youngest, so he ranked last. He was promoted to the Saint Path after practicing for only more than a thousand years. He was the fastest among the five Sword Saints. From a certain perspective, his sword talent was also the highest among the five Saints.

Jian Chunqiu practiced under the five saints, and usually addressed them as uncles. Therefore, he always called Juechen Sword Saint the fifth uncle. The two had a very good relationship, without much generation gap. They were both teachers and friends. In addition to practicing, they often talked about some life issues.

"Chunqiu, you are back." Juechen Sword Saint looked at Jian Chunqiu with a bright smile and said, "What do you feel when you see your enemy?"

Juechen Sword Saint knew that Jian Chunqiu was quite dissatisfied with Qin Xuan, Shang Yang and others, so he did not hide anything and said it directly to their faces.

"There is not much to feel. Accidents only happen once, not a second time." Jian Chunqiu said, his eyes emitting a brilliant light, and his whole body revealed an unparalleled self-confidence.

When the Sword Saint Juechen heard Jian Chunqiu's answer, a meaningful look flashed in his eyes. It seems that he has not completely let it go.

Jian Chunqiu stared at the Sword Saint Juechen and said, "I know what Uncle Wu is thinking, so I agreed to visit Qin Mo, so I believe Uncle Wu also knows what I am thinking, right?"

The corner of Sword Saint Juechen's mouth slightly raised, looking at Jian Chunqiu with a smile, and said, "If I don't understand you, how can you listen to me?"

For a moment, the two looked at each other, and Jian Chunqiu also showed a bright smile, as if everything was self-evident.

If he was asked who he trusted most among the five saints, that person was not his father, but Uncle Wu.

This is not to say that he has no feelings for his father, but he feels familiar with the Sword Saint Juechen, who treats him like a friend and talks about everything, while the Sword Saint Chunyang gives him fatherly love, and there is a substantial difference between the two.

Thousands of miles away from the Starry Sky City, the originally cloudless sky suddenly became extremely gloomy, and a thick and extremely dark cloud swept in from afar, covering the endless area around, and it was dark and dense, like a scene of the end of the world.

In the terrible dark cloud, there seemed to be a series of extremely powerful figures shuttling through it, and they were all filled with extremely strong demonic energy, and even turned into a substantial form and directly penetrated into the space, which shows how terrible the strength of those figures is.

This dark cloud came from the Demon Realm.

Those figures inside were naturally the strong men who came to the Demon Realm for the banquet. This time, many demon saint-level figures came to the Demon Realm, and the lineup was extremely powerful.

The front line is the dragon clan. The leader is extraordinary and domineering. He wears a nine-clawed golden dragon robe and a purple-gold dragon crown. His eyes are bright and his face is full of innate majesty, just like an emperor. One look can make people feel awe.

This person is the Dragon Lord.

Behind the Dragon Lord are naturally the strong men of the Dragon Clan. If Qin Xuan is here, he will definitely see some familiar figures.

The Third Prince Long and Long Xiao are among them. There are also some Tianjiao figures from the legion, such as Wu Song, Bo Kao and Liu Rufeng from the Holy Dragon Legion. They followed the Dragon Lord this time.

Some people from the Senluo Legion and the Tianxing Legion also came. The leaders of the two legions are Mu Ziyin and Wuming. The realms of the two have now reached the peak of the ninth level of the Yuanhuang Realm, and they are only one step away from the Emperor Realm. This time, going to the human race for a banquet is also an opportunity for them. Perhaps they can use this opportunity to break through.

However, these top dragons looked at a young man beside the Dragon Lord from time to time, with a bit of respect in their eyes.

The young man was about thirty years old, handsome and handsome, with dark and deep eyes, long hair neatly tied behind his head, and only wearing a simple shirt, which looked very simple and casual, forming a very sharp contrast with the gorgeous clothes of the Dragon Lord beside him.

However, in the ordinary, he revealed an extraordinary temperament. He seemed to have a strange magic that attracted people's attention and made people unable to look away.

This young man was the most legendary figure of the Dragon Clan and the most prestigious person among the young generation of the vast Demon Realm, the eldest son of the Dragon Lord, the Dragon Prince!

The Dragon Prince had never left the Demon Realm. This time he went to the Starry Sky City with the Dragon Lord for the banquet, which was enough to show how much the Dragon Lord valued this banquet.

And behind the Dragon Clan were some demons from the Phoenix Realm.

Saints from the Phoenix, Sky, Ice, and Godly Phoenix tribes all came.

A saint from the Godly Phoenix tribe came, and it was the Goddess.

The Goddess's duty was to represent the Godly Phoenix tribe at major events, so it was reasonable for her to come. Not only did she come, she also brought Huo'er with her, so that she could take this opportunity to gain experience and see the style of the top genius of the human race.

After the Phoenix Domain, it was the various demon tribes in the Peng Domain.

The one in the front was the Golden Winged Dapeng tribe. The person in the front had a heroic and extraordinary temperament on his face, and his eyes were extremely sharp, as if there was a gleam of brilliance. It was the chief of the Golden Winged Dapeng tribe, Jin Pengsheng.

There were two people beside Jin Pengsheng, the Golden Peng son Jin Yu, and the Peacock Fairy Kong Xueling.

After the Peacock Fairy married the Golden Peng son, they naturally lived in the Peng Domain.

On the wedding day, she was shocked by the brilliance displayed by Qin Xuan. She wondered what kind of brilliance other people in the human race had besides Qin Xuan.

That’s why she couldn’t help but go to the human race to attend the banquet, just to satisfy her curiosity!