Dong dong dong!!
The three kowtows were exceptionally loud. Yan Emperor's corpse stood proudly. Ye Qinghan was willing to have such an ancestor. He did not feel ashamed at all!
Although Yan Emperor's face was a little withered, it still had its charm. If the war broke out a few days later, he would definitely be able to step into the Emperor Realm. At that time, the situation might have changed. Unfortunately, there were no ifs. Time and space could not be reversed.
Reincarnation Shakyamuni was crying silently. His tears fell onto the burial cloth. No one could see it. His sorrowful emotions took form and directly infected Ye Qinghan's soul.
The entire race, the immemorial humans, had been wiped out. He was the only one left. If it was not for the Crown Prince Yan Emperor's edict, he would have died long ago. How painful was it to live in Crying Ghost Ridge for so many years?
His potential was exhausted and he stopped at the Emperor Realm. It was sad.
This was a true martyr. For a promise, for the inheritance of his race, he guarded Crying Ghost Ridge for so many years without complaining.
"Senior, are you not going out?" Ye Qinghan asked respectfully.
Reincarnation Shakyamuni stood up and carried Yan Emperor's corpse away. He did not turn his head and only replied coldly, "When the time is right, I will go out. After I bury the Crown Prince, I will send you out. Wait for me here."
Ye Qinghan looked at Reincarnation Shakyamuni's back. His nose turned sour and he clenched his fists.
Yan Emperor was too similar to him. Even if he did not have the inheritance and bloodline, he would still want to help the Yan Clan, let alone with the bloodline and inheritance.
After a while, Reincarnation Shakyamuni disappeared. He did not want anyone to know where Yan Emperor's tomb was. He did not want anyone to disturb Yan Emperor's rest. He had been tired for so many years and it was time for him to rest.
Supremacy Ye Qinghan and the Alluring She-Wolf had returned. They both looked at Ye Qinghan seriously. At this time, no one was in the mood to tease him, especially the Alluring She-Wolf. She had tried to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice used to lure it. She had failed to obtain Ye Qinghan's soul and bloodline. Instead, she had been enslaved.
Ye Qinghan looked at the wolf girl Yao Rao, sighed and said, "Enchanting fairy, don't blame me. If I don't enslave you, Reincarnation Shakyamuni will definitely kill you. I simply can't persuade him. Let me ask you, if it is you, would you be willing to control the inheritance of the wolf clan with the mouth of someone else?"
The wolf girl took a deep breath. She also knew what Ye Qinghan meant. She also understood the situation at that time. If she wanted to live, she had to be enslaved.
"I hope you don't restrict my freedom. Immemorial Spirit Controlling Imprint will help you monitor me. If I dare to violate the interest of Yan Clan, Immemorial Spirit Controlling Imprint will kill me. I won't bring about my own destruction." Wolf Girl Yaorao said in deep voice.
Ye Qinghan didn't hesitate. He immediately nodded and said in a low voice, "I understand."
After getting Ye Qinghan's promise, Wolf Girl Yaorao was relieved. She silently waited for Ye Qinghan.
Sovereign Ye pursed his lips and looked at Ye Qinghan. He said in a low voice, "Boss, why am I so afraid of you now …"
Ye Qinghan was stunned. He then stroked Sovereign Ye's head and said in a soft voice, "You and I are family. Regardless of bloodline or hatred, this has nothing to do with us. Let go of the things in your bones. My hatred is only for those people in the past and those who are attacking me now. Why are you afraid of me?"
Sovereign Ye looked up at Ye Qinghan. He felt very unfamiliar, but also very familiar. In the past, he wasn't afraid of Ye Qinghan at all. He only felt familial love. But now, he was afraid.
Ye Qinghan pursed his lips and smiled. He patted Sovereign Ye and said in a low voice, "I am still me. No matter who I represent now, in my bones, I represent myself!"
Sovereign Ye exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. The fear and estrangement in his eyes disappeared.
"Boss is still the boss." Sovereign Ye grinned and said.
Ye Qinghan smiled. He looked at the void and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "How can I only be your boss? Yan Clan's inheritance, Yan Clan's bloodline! Senior Yan Emperor, you gave me your inheritance through time and space. I have to be worthy of you! "
…
At this time, in the Spirit Central City, the aura of the Kuang Mansion's army soared. The inner sect had all reached the early stage of the Sky Immortal Realm. The Ancient Killing God was righteous. Their overall cultivation had taken a big step forward. They trained all day and didn't know how hard it was.
After waiting in the Spirit Central City for so many years, the Revered Dragon Army couldn't withdraw. Marquis Zun Long was very angry. Even Xuanyuan Qingyun was anxious. The confrontation between the two armies made the relationship between the two Immortal Kingdoms very bad.
However, the world knew that Ye Qinghan's life tablet hadn't shattered. This meant that Ye Qinghan was still alive!
It was a miracle that Ye Qinghan hadn't died in the Crying Ghost Ridge for nearly a hundred years. Even Marquis Zun Long didn't understand why Ye Qinghan was still alive! He had also entered the Crying Ghost Ridge, but he didn't even dare to enter the interior before retreating. The Immortal Emperors had also entered before, but they didn't enter the depths. This showed how dangerous the Crying Ghost Ridge was.
Time didn't mean anything to Golden Immortal Realm experts. However, the hundreds of experts were irritated from waiting. If the Crying Ghost Ridge wasn't dangerous, they would definitely enter and kill Ye Qinghan personally.
The Ancient Heavenly Emperor didn't move and said, "Since we're playing, we have to wait patiently. After all, we've bet a lot of money. Now that Ye Qinghan isn't dead and you guys haven't won, how are we going to calculate the bet?"
Marquis Zun Long's eyes flashed coldly. He looked at the Crazy Mansion's army on the projection and sneered. He was thinking about how to lure the enemy in and wipe out the Crazy Mansion's army.
Yan Ao's arrangement of troops could definitely be considered as a great military sage. He controlled millions of troops and made them act as one. When the army flag was raised, their movements were orderly. Their momentum didn't lose out to the Revered Dragon Army's special forces. Especially the Ancient Massacre Gods, each of them had the will to die in their eyes.
Blood stained the battlefield. Even if they died, they wouldn't regret it. This was their oath. Their military salute was exactly the same as Ye Qinghan's when he left Jing Fan City. It made people shudder. What kind of person could make such a huge army so cohesive?
"This Ancient Massacre Gods is really admirable," Marquis Zun Long said to himself honestly.
There were also many neutral big shots who smiled. They seemed to want to see Ye Qinghan's Crazy Mansion's army and the Revered Dragon Army's army suffer.
The big shots who hadn't felt excitement for a long time finally felt it.
Suddenly, Big Shot Ling Yang's projection changed direction and flew away. It went around the Demon Sealing Cave and went straight to the area between Demon Sealing Mountain and Crying Ghost Ridge.
A ray of reincarnation light dissipated and space-time split. However, it quickly healed. Three figures broke through the void and appeared in the world. They had come out alive from the depths of Crying Ghost Ridge.
However, Big Shot Ling Yang didn't miss the ray of reincarnation light, nor did she miss the split of space-time. She only projected the last ray of immortal light. It was like the scorching sun shining on the mountains and rivers.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan appeared with the Ancient Abyss Sword in his hand and seven feet of crazy force on his body. He came out alive from Crying Ghost Ridge with Yaorao and Supremacy Ye!
Whoosh!
Boom!
On the big shots' mountain, hundreds of big shots suddenly stood up and stared at the projection.
"He came out alive! How is this possible? "
Yang Zhe Xian and Yin Jihuang screamed and roared in anger. Their hair stood on end as they stared at Ye Qinghan on the projection. Ye Qinghan's aura had undergone an earth-shattering change. His temperament was transcendent, and his long hair fluttered in the wind. His body was wrapped in a shroud, making him look exceptionally terrifying.
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