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Chapter 1277

Words:1802Update:22/09/01 21:21:28

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The Zhen Family admitted their guilt, and all of their elites were killed. Only a few hundred old, weak, sick, and disabled people remained, as well as women and children. The Ninth Prince had no hope left.

One had to pay a price to become an emperor, which was why Ye Qinghan hadn't chosen Xue Wuhen. He only had a few relatives, and if he was killed just to support him, it would be too cruel. Perhaps it was because Ye Qinghan recognized his worth, but he didn't choose Xue Wuhen.

The Ninth Prince and the Seventh Prince finally calmed down. The Eighteenth Prince, Xue Wuhen, had been publicly rejected by Ye Qinghan and lost his chance. The Sixth Prince and the Fourth Prince no longer had anything to worry about. The two of them began to attack each other madly, each wanting to kill the other's supporters. They fought in the imperial court and assassinated in the imperial court.

Ye Qinghan, on the other hand, was quiet. He closed his doors and refused to see any guests. He began to cultivate in secret and began to break through to the Paramount God realm. As for his clone that had gone to the Great Wasteland Realm, he focused on the Great Wasteland Dao Scripture. If Tong Tong could take back the Realm Bone and create his own world, he would have three World Lords on his side. Furthermore, they would be the three most powerful World Lords. They would definitely be able to turn the tables against the seven World Lords.

The Seven Leaf Star, Divine Elixir of Life, and countless other resources were all transported to the Left Marshal's Residence. The two princes spared no expense to curry favor with Ye Qinghan, especially the Sixth Prince. In order to make Ye Qinghan completely side with him, he used the power of his financial group to find the resources he needed.

With the support of such a huge amount of resources, Ye Qinghan's cultivation base rose rapidly. Three months later, Ye Qinghan officially began to break through to the Paramount Realm.

A Paramount God had control over the world. They could decide life and death with a single thought, and their souls were exceptionally powerful. A single drop of their blood could destroy mountains and rivers. The Paramount Gods in the Holy City didn't dare to use their Paramount God power. Otherwise, Ye Qinghan wouldn't have stood a chance in the assassination attempt that night.

Ye Qinghan had been a Realmlord, and his soul vastly surpassed the cultivation base of a Paramount God. His control over the world was also far superior to that of a Paramount God. Although the system of power had changed, the fundamental nature of it had not. Master one technique, master all techniques!

Auspicious clouds appeared in the sky, which meant that a Paramount God was about to be born in the Holy City. The auspicious clouds covered the Left Marshal's Residence. At this time, everyone guessed that the Left Marshal, who had a heaven-defying intelligence and extraordinary means, was about to break through to the Paramount Realm.

Ice-type spiritual essence filled the surroundings, freezing one's heart and marrow.

Ye Qinghan was worried about the safety of the people from the Left Marshal's Mansion, so he directly left the Sacred City and appeared on a mountain a hundred miles away.

Sitting cross-legged on the mountain peak, the Auspicious Cloud Phenomenon covered the sky and earth. Nine dragons coiled around a phoenix, and the heaven and earth rumbled. The mournful melody was vast and mighty, and the sky pressed down. The ice element in the surroundings was completely ice origin, and everything within dozens of li was frozen.

Whoosh!

Boom — —

A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared and struck Ye Qinghan's head out of thin air. Immediately after, the thunderclap struck the ground and a violent gale swept out for thousands of miles.

Ye Qinghan suddenly stood up and threw a punch at Lightning.

Boom!

The lightning shattered, and the sky seemed to be pierced through by this punch. The ice and snow elemental divine powers were unstoppable, freezing everything. Even the lightning was frozen. Snow swirled in the air and danced in the air, sealing the earth in an instant.

Ye Qinghan leaped into the sky and looked down at the sky. He rushed into the tribulation clouds and wreaked havoc. He tore the clouds apart with his bare hands and kicked the lightning.

Everyone in the Sacred City could see it clearly. The cultivators of the Snow Clan who had reached the Great Limit couldn't help but wake up. They all looked up at Ye Qinghan's powerful figure. The dead palace became lively again. The Princess and the Imperial Concubine walked out of their rooms and looked at the sky in the distance.

"The Left Marshal is so powerful!"

The princesses and princesses of the rich and powerful clans had stars in their eyes. Everyone knew that the Left Marshal was alone, and once he got married, his clan would definitely soar.

Some of the beautiful princesses and daughters of wealthy families had thoughts of recruiting this rich husband.

Yu Fei and Xue Wu looked at the peak of the sky sadly. It was a pity that he didn't assist the eighteenth prince. They didn't understand why Ye Qinghan suddenly changed his direction and chose to support someone else as the crown prince. He also didn't support his friend Xue Wuhen, who had helped him.

"Where did the problem come from?" Yu Fei's eyes were filled with tears. She was very desperate. She even offered her body, but she still couldn't achieve her goal.

"Xue Wu, help your brother! Maybe you can change the Left Marshal's mind. "Yu Fei said sadly.

"Mother … Brother Zuo Feng is very cold to me. He probably doesn't like me. I can't do anything." Xue Wu was even more upset. After all, she still liked that mighty and powerful 'Left Marshal' who was so handsome that it made people feel inferior.

"I'll ask His Majesty to grant you a marriage!" Yu Fei said firmly.

Xue Wu's eyes flashed with joy, but she was afraid of angering Ye Qinghan. She had to remind her, "Do you want to discuss this matter with Brother Zuo Feng? If he doesn't like it, wouldn't it be counterproductive?"

"When he stabilizes his cultivation, I'll talk to him personally." Yu Fei nodded.



At the top of the sky, Ye Qinghan shattered the pressure and forcefully destroyed the lightning tribulation. His golden armor shattered, revealing his bronze skin and veins. He didn't have a single bit of fat on him. Compared to those young masters with greasy hair and powdered faces, he was simply perfect.

Yin — — —

The glove turned into a bracelet. With a light shake, the sound reverberated through the ancient and modern times. Snow divine power spread out. Wearing a snow robe, he looked like a god. His deep eyes contained millions of years, making people unable to look directly at him.

Supreme God!

He could finally use Paramount Divine Power. Although the Power of Desolates of the Great Desolation system had already reached the Paramount Divine Realm, it could not be used. But now, it was different. Only Paramount experts could kill him. No one else could.

The snow was buried up to his knees. The snow didn't stop. This year's snow seemed to be heavier and more urgent than usual.

Ye Qinghan walked in the snow towards the Holy City. There were no footprints along the way. His white robe fluttered in the wind. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to see him.

Pure snow and ice divine power intertwined. The surrounding temperature was bone-chilling. Ye Qinghan was like an elegant young master. There was no pressure. He was gentle and elegant.

"Congratulations, Mister!" The Fourth Prince and the Sixth Prince greeted him at the gate of the Holy City. They were excited as if they had succeeded in advancing.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Ye Qinghan smiled. It was as if the snow in the world had melted. It made people excited.

"Left Marshal, I've set up a banquet in the Fragrance Pavilion to celebrate your advancement." The Fourth Prince immediately said.

"Mister, I've set up a banquet in my own residence. There won't be any outsiders. Why don't you come to my residence and have some home-cooked food?" The Sixth Prince followed up. At this moment, the two of them were fighting openly. They didn't care about each other's face.

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