166: Harvest without results

Ancient Time Land.

A golden light, bound by countless chains, arrived before Xu Qing.

Looking at the surrounding environment and the towering giants, even Yan Qianyang was deeply shocked at this moment.

But when he saw Xu Qing's strength and heard Wang Xuanming's address of 'Clan Chief', his expression froze.

"Divine Emperor?"

Who would have thought that the Clan Chief of the Xu Family was an ant below the Saint Realm?

"I detect disdain in your expression?"

Xu Qing looked at Yan Qianyang, speaking calmly.

"An ant. This Old Man can extinguish you with a mere breath. Do you really think this Old Man needs to show you a good face?" Yan Qianyang sneered.

"Oh!"

Xu Qing nodded, his gaze turning to Wang Xuanming, who, seeing this, quickly withdrew all the ghost chains.

Yan Qianyang was first puzzled, then his face lit up with joy. The next moment, countless golden lights erupted as he charged towards Xu Qing.

To catch the thief, first catch the king. As long as Xu Qing was captured, getting out would be a simple matter.

"Boom!"

But the next moment, a giant behind Xu Qing powerfully threw a punch. With a "bang," Yan Qianyang flew out in disbelief.

"I'm not pleased with your attitude, so I'll leave you with a breath!"

As his voice fell, several more giants joined the battlefield, ganging up on Yan Qianyang.

Behind Xu Qing, A Hui, who had shrunk his body, watched this scene, his mouth twitching.

Before long, the battle ended. Yan Qianyang was beaten until only a single breath remained, and his inner Saint Dao Origin was withered, showing signs of collapse.

At this moment, his gaze towards Xu Qing was filled with terror. He finally knew where the great terror he had felt before entering the spatial gate had come from.

Every giant here possessed the strength of Great Saint Perfection, and was even considered invincible among those at Great Saint Perfection.

"What's wrong? Not arrogant anymore?"

Xu Qing walked up to him, chuckling softly.

"Spare... spare me!"

Yan Qianyang endured the pain, pleading with difficulty.

"I quite liked your defiant look just now. You should recover a bit!"

Listening to Xu Qing's words, Yan Qianyang's eyes welled up. A dignified Great Saint actually cried.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Xu Qing, seeing this, clicked his tongue in wonder.

"I want to know how much you understand about the Nether Flame Emperor Valley!"

Hearing Xu Qing's words, Yan Qianyang's pupils suddenly constricted, but more so, he was puzzled.

Xu Qing, seeing this look, frowned, but he knew the other party knew something about the Nether Flame Emperor Valley.

"Tell me!"

Xu Qing looked into Yan Qianyang's eyes, asking calmly.

Yan Qianyang, seeing Xu Qing's unquestionable gaze, felt a chill in his heart. After thinking about the information he knew about the Nether Flame Emperor Valley, he realized it wasn't a secret. Many beings above the Great Saint Realm knew something about it, more or less.

Yan Qianyang slowly began, "Nether Flame Emperor Valley, I don't know much either. I only know that it is an Emperor Sect in the Nanming Imperial Domain. In the ancient and medieval eras, three Great Emperors once emerged from it."

"Relying on the Legacy of the Great Emperors and the numerous foundations left behind by them, the Nether Flame Emperor Valley possesses supreme giants. The number of Saint Monarch giants exceeds ten fingers. Given the current situation, the Nether Flame Emperor Valley is considered a top-tier existence even in the Nanming Divine Continent."

At this point, Yan Qianyang cautiously looked at Xu Qing.

"That's it?"

Just as Xu Qing waited for more, he found there was nothing further.

"That's it!"

Yan Qianyang said very straightforwardly.

"..."

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, "At this point, are you still hiding something?"

"Your Excellency, I haven't! I truly haven't! I am willing to swear a Saint Dao oath!" Yan Qianyang quickly pleaded.

Xu Qing sneered, his voice turning cold and biting, "Heh heh! Your sect's Young Sect Master, Yan Luo, has already become an Outer Sect Disciple of the Nether Flame Emperor Valley, and you're still telling me you only know this much?"

"What? What did you say?" Yan Qianyang's eyes suddenly changed, his expression filled with excitement.

This reaction surprised Xu Qing. The old man in front of him indeed seemed to know nothing about Yan Luo. After a System scan, he found that the other party truly was completely ignorant.

"You're quite pathetic. As an Old Ancestor of a clan, you don't even know that your junior has joined an Emperor Sect!" Xu Qing didn't forget to mock him.

"You..."

Yan Qianyang, hearing this, his eyes widened, and his whole body trembled. He died on the spot from anger.

He was already at the end of his rope, and this time, he couldn't catch his breath, thus perishing in such a frustrating manner.

"Don't waste it!"

As he spoke, Xu Qing lifted the other party and threw him into the Altar.

Before long, he was refined into a golden crystal.

"The Xuanhuang Hall needs to speed up, quickly taking control of the Five Great Territories. Also, Pine Tree has already opened up the trade route, and from now on, your Xuanhuang Hall will take over!"

Xu Qing handed the crystal to Wang Xuanming, then instructed him.

"Clan Chief, rest assured, your subordinate will quickly subdue the other Holy Sects!"

Wang Xuanming was excited. With this crystal in hand, their Wang Family would produce another Great Saint expert.

Buzz~

At this moment, the spatial gate opened again, and Wang Changfeng walked out with three heavily injured and unconscious Saints.

"Clan Chief, your subordinate has not failed! This is Yan Fengyang, Yan Luo's father. These two are also direct descendants of the Yan Family!"

Wang Changfeng pointed at the three, explaining.

"Very good!" Xu Qing looked at A Hui, "Soul search!"

As a being naturally capable of devouring souls, soul searching was merely one of his signature abilities.

Since Yan Qianyang didn't even know about the Nether Flame Emperor Valley, he no longer held any hope for the three.

As expected, the result Xu Qing obtained was the same.

Among the three, only Yan Fengyang knew some information about the Nether Flame Emperor Valley, which was largely similar to what Yan Qianyang knew.

Additionally, there was one important piece of information: Yan Luo's whereabouts. He was currently in a place called Xuantian Realm in the Tianwu Imperial Domain.

However, none of this mattered anymore. Xu Qing decided to use his family points to investigate the specific situation of the Nether Flame Emperor Valley.

"These three crystals are also for your disposal. I will not interfere!"

Xu Qing handed the crystals refined from Yan Fengyang and the other two to Wang Changfeng.

Giving the crystals to the two, even if they both used them on members of the Wang Family, Xu Qing wouldn't care, because due to the nature of the Myriad Spirits Altar, their lives could only be controlled by him.

Moreover, people are ambitious. Once they taste everything that strength brings, they will develop a desire to reach a higher level, and only Xu Qing could help them achieve all of this.

"Thank you, Clan Chief!"

The two were delighted.

Xu Qing waved his hand, and the two, understanding, left the Ancient Time Land.

"Master!"

"Hmm?"

Xu Qing looked at A Hui, who trembled slightly.

"Master, my sacred soul is incomplete. In the future, could you allow me to devour some sacred souls to recover?" A Hui said this, appearing somewhat cautious.

Xu Qing, hearing this, narrowed his eyes, then looked at Dark Moon, and then took out a five-colored lotus and handed it to Dark Moon.

A Hui, seeing this, his eyes widened. He recognized this lotus. For him now, it had a certain healing effect and could restore about 30% of his sacred soul injuries.

However, seeing Xu Qing hand this five-colored lotus to Dark Moon, he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully investing in the Protector Spirit Beast, triggering a ten thousand-fold return, returning a seven-colored lotus!]

[Seven-Colored Sacred Lotus: Fourth-grade Saint Medicine, matures in ten million years. Its flowers display seven colors. It can quickly restore a Saint King's sacred soul injuries and can help a Saint King Breakthrough a certain Realm.]