The divine bird had completed its mission. Looking at the group of saint children biting each other, it grinned.
Ye Qinghan didn't say anything and focused on recovering his godly power. He didn't have much time left. This was only the third round, and there were still 33 rounds waiting for him. The next round wouldn't be so easy.
In the next round, Emperor Ye would fight an ordinary King from a holy land. Kings wouldn't easily admit defeat. Even if the opponent was strong, they would still fight with their own momentum.
Therefore, Emperor Ye didn't plan to insta-kill him. Instead, he wanted to delay for a while and give Ye Qinghan more time to recover.
Emperor Ye danced and entered the enchantment. Hugging his zither, he looked like a weak loli. Only his white hair couldn't be restored. Unless he reconstructed his golden body, he wouldn't need to do so. He didn't care about his external appearance. Just his face alone was enough to defeat the majority of goddesses.
In the distance, Ji Tian of Karma Holy Land clenched his fists. He was ambitious. He also hoped to become a top tier existence like Emperor Ye, looking down on all life and becoming a peak existence among female cultivators! After becoming a Paramount God, she set her sights on the various divine sons and goddesses of Karma Holy Land. She wanted to fight for the supreme source in their bodies and gather all of Karma Paramount God's inheritance.
In front of Emperor Ye stood a Pan Clan's goddess. Her aura was very powerful. She held a huge axe in her hand and also cultivated the Pan Clan's axe arts.
Pan Qingqing's name was very delicate, but her body was even sturdier than some men. She was tall and big, and the difference between her and Emperor Ye was like the difference between heaven and earth. One was a weak loli while the other was a standard masculine woman.
Emperor Ye raised his head and looked at Pan Qingqing with his bright eyes. He didn't attack, nor did he speak. However, his eyes seemed to be able to speak, making people involuntarily pity him.
Pan Qingqing knew that Emperor Ye was very strong. She also knew that Ji Wuhen had fled after being beaten by her. Ji Wuhen was comparable to Coiling Tiger, and the difference between them was too great. Therefore, she guessed that Emperor Ye was much stronger than her. She didn't dare to be high-profile.
"Pan Clan's Pan Qingqing greets fellow Daoist Emperor Ye. Please enlighten me." Pan Qingqing cupped his fists and covered his face with his giant axe.
"Kuangzong Emperor Ye, my friend, please enlighten me."
Emperor Ye smiled, revealing a row of white teeth that were as white as snow. White light blossomed as he took three steps back. With one hand on the strings and the other holding the zither, the sound of nature was as pleasant as the sound of the zither.
"Be careful!"
Boom boom boom — — —
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Pan Qingqing shouted in a low voice as he waved his giant axe like a man. His aura was ferocious. His thirty-six axe techniques were like moving clouds and flowing water as he chopped towards Emperor Ye.
HUM — — —
Buzz buzz buzz — — —
A melodious tune spread out, forming a heavenly barrier in front of Pan Qingqing. A formless energy blocked Pan Qingqing's path. Emperor Ye gently pushed, and the energy wrapped around Pan Qingqing's giant axe, borrowing the force to push it to the side.
Pan Qingqing's powerful force missed, and the axe struck the ground in front of Emperor Ye. The earth rumbled, and it was especially ear-piercing.
Boom!
Pan Qingqing raised her axe and chopped again. This time, she increased her strength, but the energy in her body suddenly became restless and uncontrollable. The harmonious tune made her lose control. Deep in her heart, she wanted to defeat Emperor Ye, but her body didn't want to move forward. She didn't even have the strength to attack. It was as if Emperor Ye was a supreme goddess that couldn't be profaned.
The tune tore through the enchantment and spread to the outside world. Even the top Divine Sons felt warm all over. They were too lazy to move, but they felt very comfortable and didn't have the slightest hostility.
Especially the Divine Clan and the Four Sacred Beasts. They especially liked this tune.
Thousands of Beasts Pilgrimage!
This tune was Emperor Ye's own. It talked about all the creatures meeting their supreme king. The magnificent scene made people lose their will to fight, and their hearts were only filled with awe and excitement.
Pan Qingqing was so anxious that her face turned red. She gradually lost control of her body, and even the depths of her heart gradually fell.
It was obvious that Pan Qingqing and Emperor Ye weren't on the same level. She would lose without a doubt, and there was no point in continuing the fight. Pan Qingqing gave up resisting and was about to admit defeat, but Emperor Ye didn't want her to admit defeat. Otherwise, how could he buy time?
Boom!!!
Suddenly, the tune changed. The momentum was grand, and the scene before everyone's eyes became magnificent. It made people's blood boil, and their battle intent soared to the sky.
Pan Qingqing's battle intent rose again. She brandished her giant axe and hacked at Emperor Ye.
Emperor Ye looked at Pan Qingqing's moves, looking for her fatal weakness. He slowed down his attacks and forced her to improve. Now, Pan Qingqing couldn't admit defeat even if she wanted to. Everything was under Emperor Ye's control.
Pan Qingqing constantly changed her moves, but Renhuang Ye would still quickly find the fatal flaws in her moves. Every time she made a move, Renhuang Ye would always make her feel that her axe technique could be improved by another step. The speed of her attack, the trajectory of her divine power, and the angle at which she exerted her strength were all in accordance with Renhuang Ye's rules. Her power increased explosively.
Coiling Tiger stared at the battlefield and realized Emperor Ye's intention. However, in the eyes of outsiders, Emperor Ye seemed to be helping Pan Qingqing. This kind of good thing wasn't available to just anyone, unless the two sides were allies.
Many divine sons looked at Coiling Tiger with unkind expressions. Coiling Tiger had a clear conscience and didn't care about others' attitude. He snorted coldly and didn't say anything else. Pan Qingqing's improvement was a good thing. It was better than being toyed with by Emperor Ye.
As time passed, Pan Qingqing performed all thirty-six forms once. Her moves were refined, and her battle strength increased by several times. However, she still couldn't stop because Emperor Ye wouldn't allow her to!
With no other choice, Pan Qingqing could only continue to attack. She practiced the 36 Forms Axe Technique several times, becoming more and more proficient and refined with each repetition. After five repetitions, Pan Qingqing's battle prowess had increased by at least two to three times. Although she still couldn't be compared to a top-notch Saint Son, it was enough to defeat an ordinary King Tier!
This battle took the most time, and the situation was under Emperor Ye's control. After delaying for an hour, Emperor Ye felt that everything was fine. He stopped playing the zither and calmly looked at Pan Qingqing.
Pan Qingqing looked at Emperor Ye with gratitude. She put away her axe and respectfully said, "Many thanks for Miss Emperor Ye's guidance. Qingqing is greatly moved and will definitely practice diligently when I return."
Emperor Ye smiled and nodded slightly. He said in a crisp voice, "Congratulations on Dao Friend's improvement. This is just a small token of my appreciation. It's not worth mentioning."
Not only did he delay for time, he also gave the Pan Clan a benefit, and he also dispersed everyone's hostility. Emperor Ye had killed three birds with one stone. This step was extremely ingenious.
Pan Qingqing looked at Emperor Ye with gratitude and quickly bowed. "Qingqing concedes!"
After this battle ended, the two withdrew from the barrier. The next battle was Jiang Jingtian's turn. After that, it was Ye Qinghan's turn against the powerful saint child.
Jiang Jingtian looked at Ye Qinghan's face that was gradually regaining its color. He asked in a low voice, "How long do you need to delay?"
Ye Qinghan opened his eyes and let out a mouthful of turbid air as he said, "Two incense sticks of time. I can recover 70% of my strength. My next opponent is the Black Tortoise saint child. Its defense is strong, but its attack is weak. I can deal with it with 70% of my strength."
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