noveltune Chapter 862: You Try to Persuade Him
Chapter 862: You Try to Persuade Him
Chapter 862: Chapter 862: You Try to Persuade Him The cost is huge.
So huge that neither Quicksand Tower nor any other Holy Lands can bear it, but Quicksand Tower chose to die standing.
"Supreme Emperor, could you wait for half a moment longer?" The old woman bowed deeply again.
"He won’t come."
Xu Lai spoke calmly.
He knew what this Quasi-Emperor Realm old woman from Quicksand Tower was thinking, nothing more than waiting for aid from the Tian Gui Tribe.
But in Tian Gui Yuan Yin’s eyes, perhaps everyone except himself are pawns that can be freely used and abandoned.
For the pawns.
There is simply no need to risk oneself.
Does the old woman not understand this?
She naturally knows that the Great Emperor Tiangui will not come.
But wanting to live, one must try.
Not only for the descendants but also for the disciples of the sect who have entrusted everything, including their lives, to her.
The old woman gradually straightened her body, holding a white long flute in her hand. The flute still flowed with crystal snowy white sand, looking extraordinarily beautiful.
She looked at Xu Lai, solemnly saying, "Please, Supreme Emperor, unsheathe your sword."
To die standing.
Is always better than to die kneeling.
"Hmm."
Xu Lai nodded slightly, striking out with a sword.
Though dozens of barriers condensed in front of the old woman, they all shattered at the moment Xu Lai struck, her body becoming riddled with holes.
Sword Intent.
Passed through her body, landing on the towering structure.
Quicksand Tower collapsed with a thunderous crash.
In an instant, countless creatures within the tower perished.
"Farewell, Supreme Emperor."
The old woman’s soul, on the brink of collapse, bowed deeply to Xu Lai once more.
Xu Lai did not look back, stepping forward the third step.
Still in the Twenty-Seventh Domain, but the surrounding scenery became extremely cold, this was undoubtedly the territory of the Ice Clan.
Without much speech, Xu Lai struck out with the third sword.
Then headed to the next Holy Land.
In every Holy Land, only one sword strike.
Any being related to the target, no matter where in the north, south, east, or west, cannot escape the sweep of Qingfeng Sword Intent.
Immortal’s Demise had ceased to be a single or double occurrence, but dozens or hundreds appeared simultaneously across the Eastern Immortal Domain.
This bizarre scene.
Shook the entire Immortal Domain.
But it seemed more like the beginning, Immortal’s Demise eventually became a long string occurring simultaneously, cheap like fireworks sold wholesale on Earth.
Yes.
Just like fireworks.
Above the already devastated East Mountain Sect, Sikong Jiu, in a daze, seemed to return to the First Era when the emperors rose together.
At that time, Quasi-Emperors walked all over the Immortal Domain, Immortal Venerables were as numerous as dogs, and Emperor Realm beings gathered in droves, the fall of top strongmen seeming to be without cost.
The more Sikong Jiu looked, the more he saw the resemblance. Yet as he watched, the daze in his eyes dissipated, replaced by desolation.
Dreaming back to a cycle ago, but the protagonist of the world was no longer him, Jiu Kongsi, but Xu Qingfeng.
Time.
How cruel.
"Friend, Supreme Emperor is on a killing spree today, which will not benefit the incoming Emperor Fall Epoch in the slightest, please persuade them."
There was a Holy Master terrified, unable to resist speaking to Sikong Jiu, hoping that the person beside the Supreme Emperor could stop this slaughter.
"Come, come."
Sikong Jiu nodded repeatedly, "From now on, I admit you are the ally of the Heavenly Court, you go persuade."
"..."
The previously speaking Holy Master was silent, naturally not daring to persuade, not in this life.
And thus.
Above the auspicious clouds all the Holy Masters did not dare to leave, nor did they dare to speak, sitting on the auspicious clouds for a full two days and nights.
During this.
They sensed the pressure of several Nine Heavens of the Quasi-Emperor strongmen, among them the aura of Emperor Artifact!
But all soon disappeared.
"Phew."
Many Holy Masters took deep breaths, unable to keep their composure anymore after thousands of years of hiding their emotions.
Another day passed, only a scattering of Immortal’s Demise appeared in the Immortal Domain, but the Supreme Emperor did not return.
The fourth day and night.
The fifth day and night.
The sixth day and night.
By now, Immortal’s Demise was entirely gone, plunging the Immortal Domain into a strange silence, with major Holy Lands and Tao Lineages across different regions shutting their Mountain Protection Arrays, forbidding disciples to leave.
The seventh day and night.
The eighth day and night.
The ninth day and night.
Xu Lai still didn’t return.
This time not only did the major Holy Masters couldn’t sit still, even Sikong Jiu felt a bit uneasy, sensing something big was about to happen.
Time passed day by day until the twentieth day after the Supreme Emperor left.
Above East Mountain Sect, many Holy Masters, feeling repressed, chose to communicate with allied friends via divine sense or discuss.
"Supreme Emperor, could he have fallen? Why hasn’t he returned."
"The Great Emperor Tiangui might still be alive, fighting Supreme Emperor in Heaven Beyond Heaven."
"Should we... leave or not?"
Divine senses clashed in exchange, but no one dared to rise and depart.
They did not dare to gamble.
If the Supreme Emperor were still alive, leaving before his return would bring catastrophic disaster to their own Tao Lineage.
In the communication.
A figure slowly approached from the depths of the starry sky.
It wasn’t until it approached and stood behind Sikong Jiu that the Holy Masters were aware, their gazes both respectful and fearful.
Everyone rose up simultaneously, bowing with utmost respect, "Greetings, Supreme Emperor."
Xu Lai said nothing.
The Holy Masters remained bent over, no one dared to rise.
Time felt exceptionally long at this moment.
Maybe a breath, maybe a day, maybe a year, some even felt a whole epoch had passed.
Finally.
The peaceful male voice spoke, "Xu Qingfeng does not deserve all Holy Masters’ bows."
No one dared to rise, instead bowing even deeper.
Xu Lai shook his head slightly.
He was genuinely not posturing, sitting down heavily on the auspicious clouds, softly saying, "Please have a seat."
With the Supreme Emperor’s permission,
The Holy Masters hurriedly sat down on the auspicious clouds, most sitting straight politely, a few kneeling, exceptionally cautious.
"I said I would invite all Holy Masters for a drink."
As Xu Lai’s words fell, Sikong Jiu’s divine sense surged, thousands of jars of wine floating to different auspicious clouds.
This wine.
Came from the already destroyed East Mountain Sect.
Under the might of the Supreme Emperor’s sword, the entire East Mountain Sect was nearly crushed into powder, but some residue remained.
Over the past twenty days, with nothing else to do, Sikong Jiu went alone to the ruins of East Mountain Sect to search for treasures.
Not that Sikong Jiu was greedy, but purely cleaning up after the Supreme Emperor, seeing that broken rubble was quite an eyesore.
Unfortunately, treasures weren’t found, but instead a full ten thousand jars of wine were.
It was then that Sikong Jiu realized, that piece of sect gate ruins left undestroyed was deliberately left by the Supreme Emperor...
The purpose.
Of course, it was the wine within.
"Gulp"
"Gulp"
"Gulp"
Xu Lai popped open the wine seal, holding the jar, he gulped down large mouthfuls, letting the wine overflow from the corners of his mouth, wetting his clothes.
Unable to resist, he shouted, "Refreshing!"
Sikong Jiu and other Holy Masters drank the hidden wine from East Mountain Sect one after another, many exclaiming:
"Good wine!"
Indeed it was fine wine.
Having been cellared by East Mountain Sect for tens or hundreds of thousands of years, the taste was naturally excellent.
"Supreme Emperor, where have you been these twenty days...?"
Sikong Jiu murmured via divine sense, sensing that Xu Lai seemed a bit off.