The people of the Divine Realm did not know about Ye Qinghan's worries. Although many sovereigns and Venerables heard the threats of the Devil Monarchs, no one took it to heart. Weren't the Devil Monarchs, which were like mountains on top of the Divine Realm, easily devoured by Ye Qinghan's warbeasts?
This Soul-devouring Beast did not die even after using the Soul-devouring Transformation and became so powerful. So what if the Devil Realm had more Devil Monarchs? Moreover, Xiao Hei was already so powerful. Wouldn't his boss, Ye Qinghan, who could kill Shentu Xiong, be even more powerful?
Many people in the Divine Realm even compared Ye Qinghan to the strongest expert of the Divine Realm in ancient times, the patriarch of the Fire God Tribe, Zhurong. There were even more ridiculous people who compared Ye Qinghan to a Divine Emperor!
Shentu Xiong's strength reached the peak of the ninth grade Supreme Martial Artist. If Ye Qinghan could kill him, what else could it be but a Divine Emperor?
In fact!
Ye Qinghan did not know what level his strength was!
In terms of laws, Ye Qinghan was actually a seventh grade War-God! In terms of souls, Ye Qinghan's soul skills could easily kill a ninth grade War-God. In terms of treasures, with the Fire God Battle Armor, Ye Qinghan could survive against a ninth grade Supreme Martial Artist. Finally, in terms of the power of cold, no one knew what level Ye Qinghan's strength was …
"I'm a motherf * cking monster!"
Ye Qinghan muttered to himself as he sat on the Wanderer Island north of the Soul Devouring City. In the distance, Yao Ji, Huo Yin, Ling Er, Li Shui 'er, and the others were enjoying the scenery. Of course, such a bleak scene could only be considered as an autumn stroll! Ye Qinghan sat alone on a hillside and began to sort out the messy thoughts in his mind.
The power of cold appeared inexplicably. Until now, Ye Qinghan did not know why such a strange energy appeared in his soul space. This energy was actually above all other types of energy, causing the might of the Godslayer Spear to increase by several times! With Shentu Xiong's cultivation at Ninth Grade Sovereign Realm, the spatial energy he condensed was so domineering, but it was still weaker than the cold energy.
In the past, Ye Qinghan was busy killing Shentu Xiong, chasing after him, and cultivating. He never had the time to calm down and think about it, and analyze it. At this moment, everything was finally settled. No one could threaten the lives of him and his loved ones anymore! Only then did Ye Qinghan let Fireworks and the others have fun on their own. He sat there alone, thinking quietly.
Once again, Ye Qinghan used his divine sense to explore the soul space. Looking at this strange soul space, he felt very upset.
The Origin Fragment completely enveloped the soul ocean and turned into billions of stars. The power of thunder, darkness, and light, as well as the mysterious power from Monarch Yanran and the Dark Phoenix Tribe's vital yin, turned into countless gusts of wind and blew around the billions of stars. In the center, a huge ball of cold energy stood proudly like a monarch. Not a single bit of energy dared to blow over.
The more Ye Qinghan looked, the more he felt that the soul space was like a garbage dump, filled with all sorts of rubbish …
"Eh? Why do I feel that this soul space is getting more and more familiar? Right! The last time I was in the Reincarnation Mystic Realm, when Shentu Xiong came out, I also had this feeling! What does this soul space look like? Why do I feel a sense of familiarity? "
Ye Qinghan's brows furrowed in confusion, forming a crease on his forehead. But he was stuck, and he could not understand. After a while, he retracted his divine sense and opened his eyes.
"Soul space, soul space! What kind of weird thing are you! "
Ye Qinghan let out a long breath and looked up at the endless sky. It was as if he could see through the sky and see the endless void!
Suddenly —
Ye Qinghan's body suddenly shook!
His eyes shot out a brilliant light. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the endless sky. After a long time, he said with a trembling voice, "Endless void, endless void! Why does this young master's soul space … look so similar to the endless void? "
Billions of stars! Billions of planes!
Cool breeze, Space Shattering Blade Current!
Soul space, Plate Boundary!
The more Ye Qinghan thought about it, the more he felt that it was similar! Because at this moment, he sensed that those origin fragments had surrounded the soul ocean fragments, forming a sealed space! And … as the soul space grew, it was getting bigger! Big and small, and countless planes, it was unimaginable!
"Motherf * cker, if my soul space really became another Plate Boundary, then wouldn't I be the God of Creation? Impossible, impossible, there is no space vortex in the soul space, no black hole, and the ghastly wind is not the space-shattering blade flow. Moreover, there is no cold power in the endless void, this soul sea is definitely not a world! Ptui, what the hell is this Power of Cold? "
Ye Qinghan cried out. Fortunately, Yao Ji and the others had gone to the other side of the island and were watching the scenery from the seaside. Otherwise, they would think that Ye Qinghan had gone crazy and was spouting nonsense …
"Your cold energy is not called cold energy! It's called primordial energy! "
At this moment, an old and somewhat familiar voice suddenly rang out beside Ye Qinghan, scaring Ye Qinghan half to death and causing him to jump up!
"Who is it?"
Ye Qinghan was like a frightened hedgehog. He instantly opened his divine sense and circulated the cold energy. Ten God Slayer Spears revolved around his body, ready to attack at any time!
As the leader of the Immortal Realm, who would dare to suddenly appear next to him and speak to him so rudely without asking for permission? Although this voice was somewhat familiar, he knew very well that it was definitely not someone he knew!
In fact, he really had never seen this person before!
When Ye Qinghan's Divine Sense detected a lone boat slowly sailing over from the distant seaside, he saw a barefooted, white-haired old man in linen clothes standing on the boat. Ye Qinghan's entire body tensed up to its limit. He even wanted to use the ten God Slayer Spears to stab the old man's head in the next second!
However, he didn't move in the end!
It wasn't because he was being cautious, but because … he didn't dare!
A fatal premonition appeared in his heart, and a thought automatically appeared in his mind. This person wasn't someone he could defeat. If he attacked, he would be turned into ashes!
Most importantly, he didn't sense any energy fluctuations from this old man's body. However, the small boat seemed to be moving slowly, but it was actually flying over at a frighteningly fast speed. Strangely, Yao Ji, Yao Ji, Ye Qingyu and the others in the distance didn't seem to see or sense the old man. They were still fooling around!
"Hiss …"
Ye Qinghan had seen many strange things in his life, and he himself was a freak. However, the strange scene this time terrified him. His heart turned cold, and his bones froze!
An expert who had appeared out of nowhere was so ridiculously strong that he, a peak ninth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, didn't even have the courage to fight!
Other than the manager of the Plate Realm, the Divine Emperor Supreme, he couldn't think of anyone else!
What was the Divine Emperor Supreme doing here?
Ye Qinghan thought about the destruction of the Divine World, the ten ancient clans, more than twenty ninth-grade Supreme Martial Artists, and more than a hundred ninth-grade Supreme Martial Artists killed, and his heart turned cold.
"Your cold power isn't called cold power! It's called primordial power! "
Thinking about what the old man had said, Ye Qinghan's heart was filled with despair. "He knows about my soul mutation? If he knows about cold power, he will definitely come to kill me, a heretic, a monster who is different from the Plate Realm's martial artists! "
However, just as Ye Qinghan was about to give up and fight to the death, he saw the old man's boat stop ten thousand miles away. Then … he smiled at him! "Second person, keep up the good work. I look forward to our next meeting!"
"Second person, keep up the good work. I look forward to our next meeting!"
The old voice rang out once more, reverberating in Ye Qinghan's ears, causing him to tremble. Then, the old man turned and left. The boat slowly floated into the distance, but in just a few blinks of an eye, it disappeared from Ye Qinghan's divine sense. It disappeared without a trace, as if it had never been there!
"Haha!"
The laughter of Fireworks and the others could be heard faintly, but Ye Qinghan felt as if he was in a dream. He wiped the cold sweat off his face and scanned the Divine World with his divine sense again and again, but he still couldn't find the old man.
Ye Qinghan bit his tongue hard. It hurt. He was bleeding. His blood was salty. It wasn't a dream. He stood by the seaside and looked at the sky and sea in the distance. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were dazed. He murmured, "Second person, it's the second person again? Last time in that dusky space, I didn't hear wrongly. Who is this old man? Is he really a Divine Emperor Supreme? What does he mean? Why does this young master feel an indescribable sadness in his balls … "
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