217: Chapter 217 is definitely a quasi-emperor!

Chapter 217: Definitely a Quasi-Emperor! The full power of the Peak Saint King Realm, combined with the terrifying might of the Emperor Weapon, the shitian blade, made its power more than ten times stronger than before!

Wherever the blade passed, the Void Realm completely collapsed, revealing a pitch-black Void Space, and even time seemed to come to a brief standstill!

In the distance, the faces of the three Saints turned pale as they desperately channeled the spiritual energy in their bodies, laying down layer after layer of defense in front of them.

They were already over a hundred miles away from the battlefield, but that Saber Intent still made them feel the threat of death!

"It's over... Can Senior block it?"

Saint Lieyi's voice was trembling.

Saint Xutian did not speak, only staring intently at the pitch-black blade light, his cloudy old eyes filled with worry.

Saint Lingyuan gripped the frost moon sword in her hand, her knuckles turning white.

However—

Shen Qingyuan did not even dodge.

He merely raised his right hand and gently pinched the air with his slender fingers in the Void Realm.

The movement was casual and effortless.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound of clashing metal erupted, and sparks flew in all directions!

The shitian blade, an Emperor Weapon capable of shattering stars, was firmly caught between two of Shen Qingyuan's fingers.

The blade vibrated violently, letting out a shrill wail as it struggled desperately, yet it could not break free from those two fingers no matter what.

Ye Chen's pupils shrunk abruptly, his face filled with utter disbelief.

"How... How is this possible?!"

His voice was trembling.

This was an Emperor Weapon!

Although damaged, it was still an Emperor Weapon!

A supreme divine weapon forged by a powerhouse at the Great Emperor level!

Even a Quasi-Emperor powerhouse wouldn't dare to catch it with just two fingers!

Yet this young man before him—

Caught his shitian blade with just two fingers?!

"Impossible... This is impossible!"

Ye Chen roared hoarsely, the spiritual energy in his body surging wildly as he desperately drove the shitian blade, trying to break free from Shen Qingyuan's grip.

However—

Those two fingers did not budge in the slightest.

In fact, as he struggled, more and more cracks appeared on the shitian blade, growing denser and emitting a tooth-grinding "crack" sound.

"If you keep struggling, this blade of yours will shatter."

Shen Qingyuan looked down at the struggling shitian blade in his hand, his tone casual.

Ye Chen's entire body froze.

He had no doubt that the young man in front of him could actually do it.

To catch an Emperor Weapon with two fingers, crushing a damaged Emperor Weapon would probably be no different from crushing a piece of tofu for him.

"Who... Who on earth are you?!"

Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, carrying an uncontrollable tremble.

He had lived for thousands of years, walking step by step from an insignificant youth to become the Master of Tiansha Abyss, standing as one of the Peak existences in the Cangxuan Great World.

He had seen countless powerhouses and experienced countless life-and-death situations, yet he had never been as terrified as he was at this moment.

This young man was too strong.

So strong that it drove him to despair.

Even when he was imprisoned by the Heavenly Fiend Demon Venerable back then, he had never felt such despair.

Shen Qingyuan did not answer, merely releasing his fingers and letting the shitian blade slide from his palm.

As if granted a grand amnesty, Ye Chen hastily withdrew his Emperor Weapon, retreating violently to put dozens of miles of distance between himself and Shen Qingyuan.

The veins on his hand holding the shitian blade bulged, his knuckles turning white. His dark red eyes stared intently at Shen Qingyuan, filled with wariness and dread.

"Your Excellency's cultivation is profound and miraculous; I am no match. We shall meet again."

Before his voice could fade—

The spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, and his Peak Saint King Realm aura erupted violently. He transformed into a streak of dark red light, fleeing frantically toward the direction of Zhongzhou!

His speed was at the absolute limit, covering thousands of miles in the blink of an eye!

"The Abyss Master fled?!"

In the distance, Li Tianxie, who was slumped in the deep pit, widened his eyes, his face filled with utter disbelief.

He struggled to stand up, only to find that most of his bones were shattered, leaving him completely powerless. He could only lie paralyzed in the rubble, trembling all over.

Even the Abyss Master was no match. What could a mere Late Stage Saint King like him do to fight that person?

"It's over... It's over..."

Li Tianxie muttered to himself, his eyes filled with despair.

In the distance, the three Saints were completely dumbfounded.

Saint Lieyi's mouth hung wide open, his eyes staring like bronze bells. He stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

What did he just witness?

The Master of Tiansha Abyss, a Peak Saint King Realm powerhouse who was only a step away from being a Quasi-Emperor, holding an Emperor Weapon, was actually terrified into fleeing in panic by Senior?!

"Just what is... Senior's cultivation level?"

His voice was trembling.

Saint Xutian took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. His cloudy old eyes were filled with shock: "To make a Peak Saint King Realm expert not even dare to trade blows, he must be a Quasi-Emperor... No, he is definitely a Quasi-Emperor!"

Although Saint Lingyuan did not speak, a look of deep awe flashed in her cold eyes.

A Quasi-Emperor.

Existences of this level in the entire Cangxuan Great World could be counted on one hand.

Yet such a figure was standing right before them, on the soil of the Southern Region.

With his hands tucked in his sleeves, Shen Qingyuan stood lazily in the Void Realm, watching the direction Ye Chen had fled, a slight curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

He did not give chase.

It was merely a minor Master of Tiansha Abyss; he didn't care about him at all.

He wanted to fish out the existence behind the Master of Tiansha Abyss.

"Chiling."

Shen Qingyuan spoke calmly. His voice was not loud, yet it clearly entered the ears of everyone present.

The remnant soul of Venerable Chiling floated at the top of the Sacred Tower, his illusory figure fluctuating slightly as a trace of awe flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

"What are the Great Emperor's orders?"

"Leaving your Sacred Tower here is also a waste." Shen Qingyuan glanced at the dark-gold stone tower towering into the clouds. "I will take it with me. You don't mind, do you?"

Venerable Chiling's mouth twitched.

He had cultivated for thirty thousand years, yet the natal Saint weapon he had forged was being taken away with just a single sentence?

But what could he say?

The person before him was a Great Emperor!

A true Great Emperor!

He couldn't defeat him even when he was alive, let alone now when he was just a remnant soul.

"Please help yourself, Great Emperor." Venerable Chiling coughed dryly. "It is this old man's honor to have it fall into the Great Emperor's hands."

Shen Qingyuan nodded and wasted no more words.

He raised his right hand and gently made a grasping motion in the Void Realm with his slender fingers.

The movement was casual and effortless.

Yet with just this grasp—

"Rumble!"

The entire Sacred Tower suddenly trembled violently!

The tower began to shrink, from thousands of feet, to hundreds of feet, to tens of feet...

In the blink of an eye, it turned into an exquisite pagoda the size of a palm, falling into Shen Qingyuan's hand.

The pagoda was entirely dark gold, with intricate runes flowing on its surface, emitting an ancient and desolate aura.

Although it had shrunk countless times, that Quasi-Emperor level pressure still made one's heart tremble.

"Retrieve."

Shen Qingyuan casually uttered a single word and swept the Sacred Tower into his sleeve.

In the distance, the three Saints watched this scene, their hearts filled with incomparable shock.

This was a Quasi-Emperor level treasure!

Senior had collected it so casually!

As expected of a Quasi-Emperor!

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