Peerless Divine Emperor

In Xuanyuan City, in the courtyard where Ximen Guyan lived, the courtyard that used to be desolate seemed particularly lively today because some guests came to visit.

Of course, most of the guests came to visit Qin Xuan. They now knew that Qin Xuan was the Lord of the Divine Palace in Shura Hell, with a transcendent status, not inferior to the Lords of the Eight Great Divine Palaces.

Therefore, they had no doubt that as long as Qin Xuan was given enough time, he would definitely become a top figure in the future, at least at the level of the Lord of the Divine Palace, or even stronger than them.

In the garden, several figures sat together and chatted. They were Ximen Guyan, Ling Luori and Jiuxian. Behind Ling Luori stood a beautiful figure, naturally Han Ronger.

Although Ximen Guyan and others were old friends, the three of them just sat there at this time, and no one spoke to break the silence.

Han Ronger looked at the scene in front of her and sighed in her heart. She naturally knew why they didn't speak, probably thinking of the past.

Back then in Starry Sky City, four people gathered in the garden to drink and talk about everything. They were so free and easy at that time. However, now there are only three people left. The old friends are gone and can never go back to the past.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and a young man came here. It was Qin Xuan.

He glanced at Han Ronger, and saw Han Ronger winked at him. Qin Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something, and his expression suddenly became a little dim.

Back then, Qingyun Sword Saint died to protect him.

"Master, Uncle Ling, Senior Jiu." Qin Xuan looked at the three people and greeted them.

"Qin Xuan is here." Ling Luori glanced at Qin Xuan, with a relieved smile on his face, and said: "The last time I saw you, you were only in the emperor realm. Many years have passed, and now you have entered the emperor realm. The young are really formidable."

"In the future, your strength will definitely be above ours." Jiuxian also echoed. Qin Xuan was Ximen Guyan's disciple. Seeing Qin Xuan's current achievements, he was naturally happy from the bottom of his heart.

Qin Xuan could see that Jiuxian and Ling Luori were sad. The death of Qingyun Sword Saint and the injury of the master were scars in their hearts that would never heal.

"Let the past go, think more about the future, and everything will be fine." At this time, Ximen Guyan spoke up. Obviously, he also saw that Jiuxian and Ling Luori had not come out, so he comforted them.

"You are so open-minded. I wonder how long you can live, and you are still here to comfort us." Ling Luori snorted at Ximen Guyan, and Ximen Guyan's eyes suddenly froze, and he was speechless.

"Don't worry, Uncle Ling, I will definitely find a way to cure the teacher's injury. As for the death of Senior Qingyun, I will also avenge him." Qin Xuan looked at Ling Luori and said seriously.

"Are you sure you can cure your master's injury?" Ling Luori asked uncertainly. After all, Ximen Guyan's cultivation was abolished, and all the meridians in his body were broken. He was a saint before, and it was very difficult to reshape the meridians.

"I am sure, but it will take some time." Qin Xuan responded. He didn't know where Master Fen was now, so he could only wait for Master Fen to come to him.

"That's good." Ling Luori nodded, and the wine fairy's face eased a lot. Qingyun Sword Saint had fallen, and this matter was irreversible. If Ximen Guyan could recover from his injuries, it would be the greatest comfort for them.

Afterwards, Qin Xuan chatted with the three of them for a while, telling them about his experience in Shura Hell. The three of them were all in ups and downs. Even though they had practiced for thousands of years, they had not experienced as many big scenes as Qin Xuan.

Ximen Guyan looked at Qin Xuan deeply. Now he has realized that his disciple can really stand alone. He is no longer a junior who needs his protection, but has gradually grown into a leader.

"Qin Xuan, how strong are you now?" The wine fairy looked at Qin Xuan and asked. Ling Luori and Ximen Guyan also showed a hint of curiosity. Obviously, they all wanted to know what level Qin Xuan's current combat power has reached.

"If you face an ordinary first-level saint, the possibility of winning is not small. The top talent is probably a tie." Qin Xuan pondered for a moment, and then replied to the wine fairy.

In his eyes, the top talent is the evildoer of Cang Qin and Dongfang Ling, while people like Zai Zhou and Nan Yin are just first-class in his eyes, far from being the top.

"Comparable to the top first-level saints!"

The three of them couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. They looked at each other and saw the shock on each other's faces. What level of talent is this?

This means that Qin Xuan's strength is not much weaker than theirs now. After some time, when he enters the saint realm, he will definitely be much stronger than them.

It is hard to imagine that the strength of a younger generation can be so strong. They are really old.

Not only were they shocked, but Han Rong'er on the side was also full of shock. She looked at Qin Xuan with her beautiful eyes. Is he so strong?

Back then, she and Qin Xuan were both in the ninth level of the Yuanhuang realm. Fifteen years later, she had just entered the initial level of the emperor realm, while Qin Xuan had already entered the great emperor realm, and could even be comparable to the top first-level saints. The distance between them is already insurmountable, like a difference between clouds and mud.

Han Rong'er did not go to Shura Hell. She had a clear view of her talent. She was only good at the way of piano music. Her martial arts talent was not strong. She might not gain much from going to Shura Hell, but would encounter danger instead.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a little regretful. If she had gone at that time, what would have happened?

However, this thought only flashed through her mind. The matter had already passed. There was no point in regretting it. It was also good to accompany the teacher in Jiuyu.

The few people exchanged greetings for a while. At a certain moment, a voice came into Qin Xuan's mind, which made his expression change, and a touch of joy appeared in his eyes.

Then he said goodbye to the three people and left here.

Not long after, Qin Xuan came to the outside of the villa, and saw a young man appear there, wearing a white robe, with a playful smile on his lips, and his expression seemed extremely frivolous.

"Brother Feng." Qin Xuan looked at the young man and said with a smile. The person who came was Feng Qing.

"Knowing you were here, I rushed over as soon as I could." Feng Qing said with a smile, and then walked to Qin Xuan, patted his shoulder hard, and laughed: "Good boy, your strength has really increased a lot!"

"..." Qin Xuan looked helpless, he was already at the Great Emperor level, could he be the same as before?