547: The tragic emperor mask, tearing apart the giant immortal king.

Even now, there is still one sleeping on the island.

An Immortal Emperor phantom is stronger than a Great Immortal King, but Qin Feng remained fearless.

From that single finger strike, it was clear the opponent was very strong.

At least much stronger than an ordinary Great Immortal King.

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Even Jun Qianqiu might not necessarily possess the strength of this phantom.

"Arrogance! This Emperor was merely testing the waters."

"Today, this Emperor shall show you what it means for an Immortal Emperor to be beyond insult."

The phantom, unwilling to be outdone, spoke loudly.

As he spoke, he had already sensed Jun Qianqiu's presence.

"Qianqiu, someone has harmed your clansman; why do you not lend a hand?"

"Can you really just stand by and watch?"

Jun Wuxie did not turn around; instead, he used a voice transmission wrapped in Immortal Qi.

"Swoosh...!"

Jun Qianqiu had no choice but to step out from within the clouds.

"Greetings, Old Ancestor."

"I already advised Qian Shang, but not only did he not listen, he insisted on provoking Fellow Daoist Qin Feng."

"I am no match for him; intervening would only bring me humiliation."

Jun Qianqiu did not dare to be arrogant and responded cautiously.

"Fellow Daoist Qin Feng...?"

"Someone wants to kill your cousin, yet you still address him as 'Fellow Daoist'?"

"It seems the Family has been too indulgent with you; you can no longer distinguish friend from foe."

The phantom's expression darkened, his voice laced with pressure.

There was also a strong sense of blame.

"Old Ancestor, I...!"

Jun Qianqiu wanted to explain, but the phantom gave her no chance, directly waving his hand and ordering:

"Join forces with me to suppress this brat."

"There is no need to kill him; this Emperor wants him to wish he were dead."

The phantom was very decisive.

He utilized everything he could.

He was a phantom, and his strength was not bad.

But to suppress that youth, he was still a bit lacking.

Therefore, he directly demanded Jun Qianqiu to join him.

"Old Ancestor, bullying the weak like this and even asking for my help..."

"If word gets out, it wouldn't be... good for your reputation, right?"

Jun Qianqiu said hesitantly.

She was telling the absolute truth.

First of all, the Old Ancestor was a genuine Immortal Emperor; bullying the younger generation was already beneath him.

And now he wanted to join forces with her just to save a blind fool.

Jun Qianqiu seriously doubted whether this was the Old Ancestor's grandson.

Perhaps he was the Old Ancestor's illegitimate son instead.

He was protecting him far too much.

"Enough nonsense! Do you dare to ignore this Emperor's words?"

"No!"

Jun Qianqiu shook her head and took a step forward, standing side-by-side with the Old Ancestor's phantom.

It looked like it was going to be two against one.

Seeing this, Qin Feng wasn't overly surprised.

After all, they were from the same Family; it was only logical for them to act together.

However, Qin Feng would not hold back at all.

"Swoosh...!"

"Qin Feng, I... I'll help you."

With a flicker, Su Qingling stood beside Qin Feng.

She had only just reached the Breakthrough of an Ordinary Immortal King; she basically couldn't help much.

Under the pressure of such powerful beings, even Flying was difficult for her.

Nevertheless, she stood by Qin Feng's side without hesitation.

"Qingling, you go back first."

"I'll handle everything."

Qin Feng felt a slight touch of emotion and smiled.

Daring to fight alongside him at a time like this, completely disregarding the gap in their Realms.

He truly hadn't misjudged her.

"I...!"

Although Su Qingling really wanted to help.

The gap in their Realms was simply too large.

She was inexplicably worried about whether Qin Feng could withstand the combined attack of the two.

Especially since one was an Immortal Emperor phantom.

However, staying behind would only hold him back and be counterproductive.

"Then I'll retreat."

"Be careful."

Su Qingling replied very rationally.

Qin Feng had so many people behind him; he surely had many treasures and life-saving skills.

In reality, there was absolutely no need for her to worry.

Perhaps it was just a case of concern clouding her judgment!

"Swoosh...!"

Su Qingling quickly retreated, not wanting to be a burden to Qin Feng.

Jun Wuxie's phantom and Jun Qianqiu did not target her.

Mainly because she was just an Ordinary Immortal King; they wouldn't stoop so low as to target her.

"Swoosh...!"

Beneath her veil, Jun Qianqiu remained as calm as an ancient well as she directly drew her weapon.

She had no choice but to obey the Old Ancestor's command.

She used a longsword.

The longsword was crimson, entwined with countless Daos, and was extremely dazzling.

An Immortal Artifact, Blood Moon!

Once unsheathed, it would not return until it tasted blood.

This was also her only Immortal Artifact.

"Qin Feng, I...!"

Jun Qianqiu wanted to say something, but no matter what she said, it would seem weak and hollow.

Perhaps, only a battle would suffice.

"Heavenly Star Finger!"

Jun Wuxie was the first to act; he also knew finger techniques, and with a finger strike through the air, he pressed down toward Qin Feng.

"Whoosh...!"

Within that single finger, there was a multitude of brilliant starlight.

Every star carried a sense of pressure.

And within this single finger strike, there were tens of thousands, creating immense pressure.

Qin Feng also felt the crushing pressure.

"Flowing Frost Lone Moon!"

Jun Qianqiu also acted, striking out with her sword through the air.

She also gave her all with this sword strike.

The longsword transformed into a lone moon, streaking across the sky; wherever it passed, space froze.

A thin layer of frost spread beneath the firmament.

At this moment, the pressure on Qin Feng increased.

"Phew...!"

Qin Feng let out a long breath and took out a mask that looked both crying and laughing.

Then, he placed it on his face.

"Boom...!"

Instantly, boundless Devilish Qi overflowed from the mask.

And Qin Feng entered slaughter mode.

With the enhancement of the Devilish Qi, his strength rose rapidly.

"Divine Powers and Magical Arts: Twilight of the Gods."

Qin Feng's hands moved in ever-changing patterns.

Immortal Qi swirled as Devilish Qi surged, and ancient Divine Patterns emerged from his palms one after another.

Then, Qin Feng thrust both hands forward.

The Divine Patterns formed a pale yellow vortex that flew out from his hands.

The vortex grew larger and larger, the gale within it laced with destruction.

The stars filling the sky were shattered under this destructive power.

Jun Qianqiu's Immortal Artifact was also jammed by the Divine Patterns, making it difficult to advance.

The entire battlefield was covered in pale yellow light.

There is a world of difference between Runes and Divine Patterns.

Twilight of the Gods, doomsday has arrived!

A single strike of Divine Powers and Magical Arts could completely destroy a Dao arena.

"That... that is the Ruth... the Biqing Emperor's ghost face mask."

"How could it be on him?"

Under the Divine Patterns, Jun Wuxie trembled incessantly, his face ashen, his heart filled with doubt.

The ghost face mask was a nightmare for the entire Beidou Domain.

Combined with the Twilight of the Gods, Jun Wuxie was a bit stunned.

"Swoosh...!"

At that moment, Qin Feng vanished.

When he reappeared, he was directly in front of Jun Qian Shang.

"Die...!"

Qin Feng uttered only a single word, then raised him high with both hands.

"Crack...!"

As his hands exerted force, Jun Qian Shang was torn directly in half.

Blood splattered beneath the firmament.

Only a Jade Pendant and three storage rings remained floating aimlessly.