Yang Xuan smiled and pulled the corpse into his embrace, hugging it very tightly.
Everyone was looking at him. They looked at the man who had suddenly appeared. They looked at the man who was smiling so happily while hugging a corpse.
However, for some reason, there was something called fear slowly growing in everyone's hearts.
It was as if something had been released.
It was as if something bad was about to happen.
"It's been a long time since I brought you to kill someone."
Yang Xuan slowly stood up. His movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of waking Little Que 'er, who was sleeping soundly.
The night wind blew through the hall, ruffling his hair, which was faintly red.
Yang Xuan raised his head and looked at the people of the Meng family. His slightly red eyes were filled with something strange.
"Be buried with them," he smiled and said softly.
"I will paint every inch of the earth with your blood. I will bind your souls in the endless flames, never to be reincarnated."
His murmured words flowed in the hall, bringing with them a bone-chilling coldness.
Little Que 'er, who was in his arms, had her eyes tightly closed. She was quiet as if she was sleeping, and no one could bear to disturb her.
"Little Que 'er, are you afraid of killing people?"
"No, Little Que 'er is not afraid!"
There seemed to be a young voice answering loudly from somewhere.
"Okay, Master will take you to kill people," Yang Xuan said slowly in a gentle voice.
The wind rose, and there seemed to be golden light in the hall. It was as if endless stars were dripping into the mortal world.
"How dare you! Who are you … "
Finally, someone could not help but jump out and ask in a stern voice.
However, he did not have the chance to say the word "who". The moment he jumped out, his body was torn into pieces. His blood smeared the hard bluestone floor.
A thick smell of blood rose from his broken body, but Yang Xuan did not even look at him.
He just stood there like an emperor who controlled life and death.
Everyone was horrified. When they looked at Yang Xuan again, it was as if they had seen a ghost.
Meng Yan's entire body was trembling. He finally recognized Yang Xuan.
"You … You …" He stuttered for a long time, but found that he didn't know what to say.
Uncle Qing had a grave look on his face. Despite being a Ruler, he only sensed the aura of a mortal from Yang Xuan.
However, this was impossible.
How could a mortal come here without making a sound? How could he kill a Heaven Realm master without making a sound?
"Who are you? Why are you causing trouble in the Meng Family? "
With a cold face, he took a step forward.
This step was like a giant wheel breaking through the sea. It brought forth an extremely sharp aura that covered the sky and covered the earth.
Vaguely, in front of everyone in the hall, there seemed to be a towering mountain standing tall in the middle of the sea, breaking through the waves, majestic and unmoving.
"Sir, if you don't give me a reason, you can forget about leaving the Meng Family today," Uncle Qing said coldly after raising his aura once more.
However, Yang Xuan only replied with two words, "Die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the law followed.
The mountain collapsed, and the river and sea surged. Uncle Qing, who had an imposing aura, was stunned. Then, he lowered his head and looked at his body in a daze.
Unknowingly, his body had already been torn into pieces. The blood that flowed out had already gathered into a pool of blood at his feet.
"This … Is impossible …" He muttered and said the last sentence of his life before he turned into pieces on the ground.
He was dead. He died so easily as if it was child's play.
At this moment, no one could believe their eyes.
What did they see?
After all, that was a Ruler.
A Ruler who could do whatever he wanted in the starry sky.
How did he die?
How did he die so easily?
How could this be? How could this be?
Everyone in the hall was stunned. Their faces were filled with shock, disbelief, and fear. Everyone's brains were rumbling, and even their thoughts began to stop.
"You should die too." Just as everyone was dumbfounded, Yang Xuan suddenly spoke again.
At the next moment, a one-armed figure, who was about to escape, seemed to be forcefully pulled back by an invisible force. He was dragged back into the pool of blood and knelt on the ground.
"Great Emperor, please spare my life. Please spare my life." The one-armed Ruler kowtowed as if he was pounding garlic. His forehead hit the ground hard, and snowflakes splattered in all directions like wintersweet in winter.
Then, his entire head really turned into a wintersweet in winter and was torn into pieces.
The one-armed Ruler died in front of Yang Xuan, and his body was still in a kneeling position.
Nonetheless, his words caused a huge uproar.
Boom!
The one-armed Ruler's words were like a bomb that exploded in the hall, causing a huge commotion.
"Great Emperor?" Someone's voice trembled.
"Which race's Great Emperor came in person? Which race's Great Emperor is that? "Someone screamed.
"It must be a Great Emperor. Only a Great Emperor can kill a Ruler like killing a chicken." Someone's voice was so scared that it changed.
The noise rose like a tsunami, and then it gradually quieted down.
At this time, no one was standing in the hall anymore.
Meng Yan, who was kneeling in front of the crowd, was so scared that his entire body was trembling. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, he lost all his ability to think.
Only he knew that the person in white in front of him was not a Great Emperor from another race, but a human through and through.
The Humans had a Great Emperor.
He knew very well what this meant, and he also knew the significance of a Great Emperor to the entire Humans.
In other words, even if Yang Xuan massacred all the people on this planet, no, in this star region, no one would stand out to say anything.
This was a Great Emperor — the Great Emperor that the Humans thought about day and night.
Meng Yan's entire body was trembling.
If he could think of it, so could others.
After the initial shock, someone finally thought in this direction.
People could naturally see Yang Xuan's physical characteristics clearly.
When they saw it clearly, their hearts trembled at the same time.
The Human Race!
It was the Human Race!
No one suspected that this was a disguise, because a Starry Sky Great Emperor disdained to disguise himself.
Extremely heavy breathing began to spread in the hall, and everyone's mind was rumbling.
The Human Race had a Great Emperor?
The Human Race had a Great Emperor!!!
Boom!
Everyone's heart exploded at this moment.
The Human Race finally had a Great Emperor!!!
And at this moment, this Great Emperor was right in front of them.
"Greetings to the Great Emperor!" Someone cried bitterly, pressing his forehead tightly to the ground, unwilling to get up for a long time.
"Greetings to the Great Emperor!" Someone was so excited that his blood flowed backward, and his seven orifices were bleeding.
"Greetings to the Great Emperor!!!" Everyone was shouting, and everyone was trembling.
At this moment, they wished that they could cry out loud.
Because this time, they were worshipping the Human Race's Great Emperor.
For this, they had waited for tens of thousands of years, a whole tens of thousands of years.
People were crying bitterly, and people were cheering.
But the hearts of the Meng family had already sunk into the abyss.
They did not forget why the Great Emperor had come.
Looking at the red figure in the Great Emperor's arms, all the disciples of the Meng family felt their hearts bleeding.
If they knew that this was the Great Emperor's family, they would not hesitate to kill the fool and cut him into pieces.
Looking at the kneeling people on the ground, Yang Xuan suddenly laughed. He suddenly had an even more bloody idea.
And this idea seemed to be more interesting than him doing it himself.
"Do you know who she is?"
His faint voice rang out.
His voice was not loud, but it was like the might of the heavens. Everyone's heart trembled, and then their eyes focused on the red figure in the Great Emperor's arms.
Only the Meng family members' hearts trembled.
They had a bad premonition.
"Her name is Li Que 'er, and she is my disciple." The heavenly voice was filled with nostalgia and love.
The Great Emperor's disciple?
Everyone was stunned. After a while, some people quietly distanced themselves from the disciples of the Meng family.
"But now, he has been forced to death by the Meng family. What do you think I should do?" The faint voice continued, with an unusual gentleness.
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