Imperial God Emperor

    Ye Qingyu's previous guess was not wrong. This dark-faced scholar was really an existence at the Heaven Ascension stage.

    This only successor from a mysterious sect, with the trident in his hand, he could be regarded as a completely abnormal existence.

    The two terrifying figures clashed several times in the air, clearly testing the strength of each other. They did not hesitate anymore, turning into two bolts of lightning that shot to the sky. They also entered into the battlefield at the Pinnacle of the Ninth Heaven. 

    For existences at the Heaven Ascension stage, when they really wanted to fight to the death, they would all choose to go into the battlefield at the Pinnacle of the Ninth Heaven. From ancient times to now, this was a rule that had become the norm. All the people at this state of cultivation would choose to obey this rule.

    After all, this domain was the home of all life forms. No matter whether they were good or evil, they lived here. Destroying this world was tantamount to destroying their own home.

    Furthermore, there was also a legend.

    According to the legend, if there was an energy that was enough to endanger the domain and battle began near the ground that caused the entire domain to have the danger of collapsing, the laws of the domain would activate automatically. Divine punishment would befall, destroying both parties doing battle, to prevent the domain from being broken. This was one of the self-protective mechanisms of the world.

    Looking at Ximen Yeshui and that mysterious demon expert disappearing, Ye Qingyu could not laugh or cry.

    Just what was happening?

    Every single person showed themselves above the [Light Palace], then found their own opponent, meeting up at another location to fight?

    Was the [Light Palace] a holy place in which one met up to fight?

    "It seems that those intertwining forces that want to act against the [Light Palace] wanted to use such a method to completely expose the hidden foundations of the [Light Palace]. They wanted to completely expose the true power of the [Light Palace], and also test the baseline of the [Light Palace] step by step? A hundred years had past, but even today, it seems they still have fear for that person. They are deathly worried, that that person's disappearance is only a ruse…”

    Ye Qingyu bitterly smiled.

    "But it's only that, where are the other three of the five Great Divine Generals. Where have they gone? And who could they be?"

    Ye Qingyu once again looked to the people beside him.

    Dai Youmeng and Liu Jingyan, the two great Envoys of Light, at this time, were completely scared dumbfounded. They stood silently below, not even daring to let out a fart.

    Gao Han originated from the Jianghu in the south and became famous there. Afterwards, he lived in seclusion in the Han River. After the battle at Youyan Pass, he came to follow beside Ye Qingyu. Everything could be investigated, he was absolutely not one of the Five Divine Generals. As for the fatty, the leader of the soldier camp in the second area...

    As Ye Qingyu thought of this, his eyes brightened.

    "Could it be, that fatty, is also one of the Five Great Divine Generals?“

    Thinking that previously the fatty had casually shot an arrow and killed [Violet Eagle], who was famed for his archery skills amongst the [Thirteen Cold-Blooded Eagles], he was clearly hiding something. He seemed to be the same as an expert hiding himself. Could he really be one of the Five Great Divine Generals?

    As Ye Qingyu thought of this, through the formation projection, he went to observe the soldier camp in the second area of the City of Light.

    Who would have guessed that he nearly spat out something as he did this.

    Within the soldier camp, the fatty was currently busy splitting their wealth along with the soldiers under his command. They nearly broke out into a fight with each other. They evidently wanted to leave  before the [Flowing Silver Light Formation] was destroyed, and gather some valuable items. Once the City of Light was broken open, they would immediately disperse and escape... 

    One could only see this group of marvels, as they began tearing apart the canvas of the large tent. They used it to wrap all the valuable items they had managed to gather from the camp. All sorts of armour and weapons, as well as iron pots were taken. The fatty was currently fighting over a white tiger demon skin with a muscular soldier in his commander tent, his face red with effort...

    "Mine, everything in my tent is mine!" The fatty howled with rage.

    "You lost this tiger skin to me years ago!" the soldier also screamed angrily.

    "Treason, you dare to steal food from the tiger's mouth?"

    "I spit on you, you damn fatty. I've endured you for a long time. Quickly release your hands, after we've distributed everything, don't stop me from fleeing for my life... If you don't let go, I'll hit you."

    Ye Qingyu turned away.

    His lips were twitching.

    Just what was this group of weirdos.

    For such a group of weirdos, how were they able to enter the soldier camp of the [Light Palace]?

    Just where had each of them came from? Did they come here for comedic relief?

    Ye Qingyu was made completely speechless.

    Fine, it seemed that he had overthought this. That damn fatty was absolutely not one of the Five Great Divine Generals.

    Then what should he do afterwards?

    If there was another Heaven Ascension stage expert appearing above the air, then who else could there be to help him share in his worries and fight for him?

    Ye Qingyu looked to the people beside him.

    There was a stupid dog that was currently having a stomach ache, and on his right shoulder was a prideful and arrogant parrot admiring himself. He was currently carrying a little white rabbit with a big temper but little ability. As for the monkey that had instigated all of this, it did not reply no matter how he called him. Right now, it was unknown whether he was alive or dead...

    "This time, I've really been... conned, I've gotten onto a pirate ship.”

    Ye Qingyu bitterly smiled.

    After another thirty of fourty breaths, there really was another expert that descended.

    Amongst the skies, amidst the drifting snow, the air shimmered. A dim flame began slowly spreading out amongst the ripples in the air. A figure began to be born from the dim red flame, standing silently in the air.

    Ye Qingyu's pupils dilated.

    "This... how is this possible?"

    An unprecedented shock began to appear on Ye Qingyu's face without it being suppressed at all. 

    Because the figure that appeared in the skies was someone that he was too, too familiar with.

    A dark red long dress, a dark red long hair like a halo floating in the air behind him. Dazzling eyes, her petite figure, her delicate facial features. This was especially so for her intricate little nose, as well as her pair of large eyes.

    Her eyes were once filled with a clear innocence, like the most beautiful black gemstones in the entire world.

    But right now, those eyes were filled with dim red, and had an iciness and emotionlessness that made one distance oneself from fear.

    Song Xiaojun.

    She appeared in the air above, coldly surveying the ground from the sky above. Evidently, she was the current master of the Unmoving City of Darkness, the once little loli, Song Xiaojun.

    This was a girl that Ye Qingyu could hardly forget about, a girl that he had always paid attention to.

    But Ye Qingyu had never imagined, that after the departure in the palace of the [Formation Sovereign] Luo So, that he would meet with Song Xiaojun in such a scene.

    "Could it be... that this girl came... to attack the [Light Palace]?"

    Ye Qingyu's heart beat fiercely.

    He lifted his head and saw that on the face of Song Xiaojun that was like it was carved from a ten thousand year old piece of ice, there was a faint shred of enmity.

    Could it be that there was some misunderstanding?

    Or perhaps Song Xiaojun did not realize that the Lord of the Light Palace was himself?

    Ye Qingyu thought it over, then did not hesitate anymore. HIs figure flashed, instantly appearing in the skies high above, staring at Song Xiaojun opposite her.

    He looked towards the little loli.

    The gaze of the little loli also fell on Ye Qingyu.

    As they stared at each other, Ye Qingyu could hardly conceal the turbulence in his heart.

    After a year, Song Xiaojun's body had grown significantly. Right now, she seemed to be a fully grown girl. She had grown taller, and her figure had also developed. Her originally flat chest had become slightly enlarged, like little hills and valleys. Her waist was slender, and her legs were long and full. She began to have a charm that belonged to a young girl, like a flower that was about to blossom. It was already enough to make one foresee the unparalleled beauty she would have when she fully blossomed.

    But in her eyes, there was not the slightest of emotions whatsoever.

    Such a gaze was as if it was evident she did not recognize Ye Qingyu whatsoever.

    This was absolutely not an expression one should have after being seperated for a year.

    Although after immersing with the bloodline of darkness, Song Xiaojun had completely lost her memories of the past. But within Youyan Pass, after a series of event at the [Common Liquor House], Ye Qingyu could already confirm that Song Xiaojun had begun to establish an intimacy and trusting relationship towards him.

    This heartfelt feeling and relationship caused the little loli to accompany Ye Qingyu and protect him along the way in their exploration of the palace of the [Formation Sovereign] Luo So. it was also demonstrated fully when he entrusted the little white rabbit to him.

    Ye Qingyu could be sure that their hearts were linked as one between the two of them.

    But right now...

    "Xiaojun..." Ye Qingyu opened his mouth to say something.

    But at this time, Song Xiaojun slowly lifted her right arm. A vortex of dark red flame, began to converge in the fingers of her slender white hand, like a flower of flame blossoming. It instantly enlarged, like a sharp sword piercing through the air as it shot towards Ye Qingyu. 

    This was a merciless strike.

    After a year, the strength of Song Xiaojun had already reach a powerful state that was hard to describe using words.

    The female sword immortal Wang Jianru had once said that after Song Xiaojun had completely immersed with the bloodline of darkness, her strength would begin to grow along with time. She did not need to cultivate. As long as there was enough time, she would soar to the heavens and become a true absolute expert. The bloodline of the Unmoving City of Darkness, was tyrannical and powerful to the extreme. 

    The move of Song Xiaojun had also demonstrated this point.

    Ye Qingyu originally thought that his strength had grown by leaps and bounds in this year of time. To leap into the River Stage of the Bitter Sea stage, was already shocking enough. But Song Xiaojun's casual move, when dark flames shot out, caused Ye Qingyu to instantly realize that he could not block this move.

    This was already not a distance battle techniques could overcome.

    This was purely the complete dominance of pure power.

    Ye Qingyu did his utmost to evade.

    "Xiaojun... it's me, you... don't recognize me?" Ye Qingyu was somewhat in a sorry state.

    "Zhizhizhizhi..." the little white rabbit in Ye Qingyu's embrace began shrilly squeaking, somewhat agitated. It seemed to want to escape from Ye Qingyu's embrace and jump towards Song Xiaojun.

    In Song Xiaojun's icy cold eyes without the slightest hint or turbulence, there was a questioning light that flashed by. She halted for a brief moment.

    Ye Qingyu was instantly overjoyed, wanting to say something.

    At this time, the parrot on Ye Qingyu's shoulder suddenly began squawking and opening its mouth: "Hey, pretty girl, you're beautiful. Do you have time, let's go drink and talk about life... Squawk, squawk!"