426: Chapter 426 Black Emperor

"The eldest son Faces danger while the second son seeks stability! This is a father's way of teaching his children! You must understand my painstaking efforts!!!"

Qin Zhantian hurriedly explained.

"Bang!"

Qin Wushang's fist was the only response.

The brilliant golden fist slammed into his Face, its terrifying power shattering his flesh.

"Argh!"

The wine immortal pot's swallowing power opened wide, sucking his entire body toward it.

"No, no, no... you unfilial son! You cannot do this!"

Qin Zhantian was terrified.

This was an immortal weapon; he could not resist it.

Terrifying black Qi gushed from his body, as if something was trying to emerge from within.

"Boy! Stop!"

Another voice rang out, and it clearly did not belong to Qin Zhantian.

This caught Qin Wushang slightly by surprise.

However, he did not stop; instead, he pushed the wine immortal pot to its limit, intent on drawing him inside.

Buzz!

immortal runes shimmered, the Seal at the pot's mouth manifested, and Qin Zhantian's figure vanished.

"That is an immortal weapon!"

Clan Leader was shocked.

It was actually an immortal weapon, not the legendary Emperor weapon of their Qin Clan.

"Release him!"

"Teaching him a lesson is enough! You are father and son after all! Why go this far?"

He couldn't help but speak up.

"Once inside here, there is only refinement."

Qin Wushang stated bluntly.

He didn't know how the man had escaped death last time.

This time, doing it himself, he wanted to see how he could possibly survive inside the wine immortal pot.

"Refinement! You're mad!"

"Didn't you hear the voice just now?"

Clan Leader's expression changed drastically.

If Qin Zhantian died, how would he explain it to Qin Wuchen the next time they met?

A terrifying aura erupted from his body; he wanted to strike again.

Heh... those words are fine for talk."

Qin Wushang sneered.

Naturally, he wouldn't believe such rhetoric.

"Even a vicious tiger does not eat its cubs!"

Clan Leader roared in anger.

He did not believe a father could be so cruel as to truly kill his own son.

"But Qin Zhantian is no tiger; he's a dog, a shameless, wretched dog."

Qin Wushang said with disdain.

The wine immortal pot stopped shaking. He opened the lid and slowly tipped it over.

Blood-wine with a pungent metallic scent flowed out slowly.

Qin Wushang took a deep breath and swallowed the rich blood-wine directly.

"Madman!!!"

"Could it be that what that person said was true? That you really are a future Devil Head!!!"

Seeing this scene, Clan Leader's body trembled.

This fellow had not only refined Qin Zhantian but had even... drunk the resulting blood-wine!

He drank it himself!

"Not bad! Truly a Saint Venerable's Physical Body, even more nourishing than a Saint Medicine!"

Qin Wushang said indifferently.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a streak of black light shot out from the wine immortal pot, fast as a startled swan, tearing through the Void Realm the moment it appeared.

It intended to flee far away.

Qin Wushang's Supreme Double Pupils' reaction was Heaven-Defying; he locked onto it in an instant.

"So there was still a remnant soul hiding."

Qin Wushang's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he immediately struck.

A giant hand grabbed across the sky, and the Law of heaven and earth instantly sealed the area, clutching that patch of the Void Realm into his palm.

"No!"

"Junior! Let go! You and I are strangers with no grievances, why go to such lengths to kill me!"

The roar rang out, but Qin Wushang ignored it.

He directly manifested a complete World Within the Palm, thoroughly imprisoning the black light.

His hand slowly retracted, the black light condensing in his palm as a blurry black shadow gradually took shape.

It was the remnant soul of a man.

His entire body was enveloped in black mist as thick as ink, his form so faint it was nearly transparent, as if a breeze would scatter it.

His Face was a blur, with only a vague human silhouette discernible, black Qi churning and dissipating around him.

"What kind of thing are you?"

Qin Wushang raised an eyebrow, sizing him up with slight curiosity.

This pitch-black man was no longer at his peak; with only a single wisp of remnant soul left, he was weak to the extreme.

"I am not a thing... Bah! I am the Black Emperor! The supreme existence, the Black Emperor!"

The pitch-black man shouted sharply.

Though he was but a wisp of a remnant soul, his voice still carried a few hints of the majesty and pride of a former Great Emperor.

"Boy, if you kneel and kowtow now to take me as your master, this Emperor will grant you a supreme Opportunity and help you ascend to the Great Emperor realm in one step!"

He added.

"Help me ascend to the Great Emperor realm?"

"Heh! You're in this ghostly state yourself, how can you help me ascend to the Great Emperor realm?"

Qin Wushang smiled disdainfully.

He naturally believed that this creature was the Black Emperor.

But as for helping him reach the Great Emperor realm...

He would just take those words with a grain of salt!

"What? You don't believe me?"

"Do you have any idea how long this Emperor has existed?"

The Black Emperor barked coldly, tilting his chin up with extreme arrogance.

"Then do you know what this is?"

"If one time couldn't thoroughly refine you, I want to see if you can survive a second time!!!"

As Qin Wushang spoke, with a thought, the wine immortal pot shimmered with immortal light.

This gave the Black Emperor quite a fright!

"You!"

"Boy! What exactly do you want?"

The Black Emperor glanced at the wine immortal pot, his soul-body trembling slightly.

By now, Qin Wushang had landed on the Kunpeng's back, tearing through the sky to leave the Qin Clan's ancestral lands.

"Clan Chief! Are we just going to watch him leave like this?"

Someone looked at Clan Leader and asked.

To be stirred up by a Saint Venerable coming to their door without the Qin Clan doing anything would be very humiliating if word got out.

"If not this, what else do you want to do?"

"Kill him?"

"Can you manage it?"

Clan Leader snorted coldly and looked up at the sky.

There.

The Lightning Tribulation was still there. That figure was somewhat blurry, but it looked like the tribulation was nearly finished.

"But... Clan Chief, how do we explain this to Wuchen?"

"And... he is just a Saint Venerable. The one in the sky is still Undergoing Tribulation. As long as our clan brings out all its hidden reserves to detain him at maximum speed, it won't be a problem."

An old woman said.

The Taihuang Qin branch had developed for nearly a hundred thousand years after all; they still had a few Quasi-Emperors.

"Bring out all our reserves?"

"Heh! Are you not afraid of Di Qingli?"

"Even if Di Qingli doesn't come, is it worth exhausting all our reserves just for Face?"

"Besides, is Qin Wuchen truly of one heart with us?"

Once Clan Leader spoke, everyone fell silent.

They weren't from the same lineage to begin with.

The Qin Clan of Yunmeng called their Taihuang Qin branch 'Sinner's Blood' and 'criminals'.

The reason Qin Wuchen associated with them was simply because he had no one in the Qin Clan of Yunmeng and needed helpers, nothing more.

Once he grew up, he might not even spare them a glance.

"Then what about Qin Wushang... should we befriend him?"

Someone asked in a low voice.

"No need for that!"

"Befriend who? We'll see! We'll see the attitude of the Immortal Domain!"

Clan Leader shook his head.

One is on good terms with the Immortal Domain, the other has offended it..."

We must see clearly before picking a side, otherwise, the Qin Clan will be doomed beyond redemption."