Tian Yuan

The next moment, the mysterious finger descended, piercing through the sky for millions of miles.

The overwhelming pressure did not cause Chen Qingyuan's body to shake at all, nor did he blink. He was like an ancient pine tree rooted in the long river of history, tenacious and motionless.

"Om-"

Suddenly, a giant eye that looked like an endless abyss appeared under Chen Qingyuan's feet. Upon closer inspection, it was covered with dense cracks, like a fragile glass cup hit by a huge rock. It could break into countless pieces at any time and could not be restored.

From the moment he decided to take action, Chen Qingyuan had an idea.

See if we can use external forces to create energy to repair the body of reincarnation.

Although it's risky, you have to give it a try.

Only by eliminating one wrong direction after another can we get closer and closer to the right path.

The prerequisite is that Chen Qingyuan must be able to hold on and not die along the way.

At this moment, everyone was looking at Chen Qingyuan, wanting to know what means this great man would use to resolve the situation.

Countless people's hearts were in their throats, their bodies were tense, and they held their breath.

Even the high-ranking members of the royal family had lost their usual composure and stood up one after another, their eyes wide open and their full attention focused.

Still not taking action?

Chen Qingyuan always maintained an upright posture and did not make any movements.

The emotions of the Emperor and the others were very complicated. A thought suddenly came to their mind. This was the ultimate killing technique passed down by the ancestors of the royal family. This time it was performed by the Emperor himself. It contained a trace of the original power of the clan. Even a quasi-emperor at the ninth step of the Divine Bridge would have to take it seriously if he encountered it and not be arrogant.

Even if you are extremely powerful, you shouldn't be so arrogant!

Everyone couldn't understand why Chen Qingyuan ignored everything.

Thoughts come to mind so quickly, in a flash.

At the same time, Chen Qingyuan finally showed some movement.

It's not about controlling the sword to break the law, nor is it about destroying the world with a snap of the fingers.

It's a very simple and slight movement that only a few people can notice.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing through the eternity, and seeing clearly what was true and false. The evil eye diagram under his feet received the command and suddenly rushed up high, just in time to collide with the mysterious finger that was about to fall into the space where Chen Qingyuan was.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the violent sound of the collapse of Taoism wiped out everything in the void, and the remaining power rushed like a tsunami, shaking the entire star field.

"Rumble..."

The nearest ancient city suffered a huge impact. The earth shook and the mountains trembled. Ancient buildings collapsed one after another, and dust and smoke billowed, creating a chaotic scene.

"Yu!"

The city lord, powerful men from all sides, monks from the imperial city and others worked together to fight against the remaining power, hoping that it would dissipate as soon as possible, otherwise it would cause great damage.

The evil eye diagram with countless cracks swallowed up the power of the royal killing technique at an extremely fast speed and then entered Chen Qingyuan's body.

"Shh-"

Chen Qingyuan flicked his sleeves and wiped out the remaining power of the law that seemed like the end of the world. The road became clear and all the stars returned to silence.

He was like when he first ascended the clouds, with his hands behind his back, an indifferent look in his eyes, and a calm and composed look.

The so-called killing method did not even hurt a single hair on his head, and his clothes were as clean as new, without a single wrinkle.

Seeing this scene, it was like looking at an unknown ancient god, standing above everything and looking down on the ages.

The emperor, who was sitting on a high throne, suddenly had an illusion that he had fallen into a huge pit of unknown depth. When he looked up, he saw not the sun and the moon, but this tall and vague figure. He was shocked and awed, and words could not describe it.

The smoke cleared and the world became silent.

Awe-filled eyes came from everyone watching the battle.

The figure gathered at a high place left an indelible mark deep in my heart.

"Are you still satisfied?"

Chen Qingyuan's cold words broke the depressing and quiet atmosphere.

The shadow of the emperor's will directly opposite trembled slightly, but the amplitude was so small that no one noticed.

"Senior Chen..., your Taoism is peerless, and I admire you."

The emperor tried his best to remain calm. He wanted to call Chen Qingyuan "fellow Taoist", but after thinking it was not appropriate, he had to change to a respectful title to show his respect.

Facing the direction of the imperial city, Chen Qingyuan remained indifferent and silent.

"After investigation, it was indeed the fault of the prince of the clan. He offended you, senior, and deserved death." In the face of absolute strength, face had to be put aside. The emperor said seriously and sincerely, "To show my sincerity, I invite you to the imperial city to be my guest and apologize in person."

Taking this opportunity to make friends with a powerful person with great strength will be beneficial to the Zi Lian Dynasty in every way.

"No need." Chen Qingyuan refused coldly.

"Let's talk about it later."

The emperor was slightly disappointed.

After this test, the emperor quickly took out the apology without Chen Qingyuan's reminder.

Several top-grade Qiankun bags flew out from the space crack and slowly floated towards Chen Qingyuan.

Chen Qingyuan raised his hand and grabbed them all.

When I opened it, I saw it was filled with top-grade spirit stones.

After adding them up, it was roughly estimated to be more than 20 million. After a closer count, it was as much as 30 million.

In the blink of an eye, I became rich again. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "This is still the fastest way to make money!"

It’s my old job, and it’s fun.

The Zi Lian Dynasty seemed to be more sensible. They had agreed on 20 million spirit stones in advance, but gave more this time. It was clear that they wanted to live in peace with Chen Qingyuan and not make enemies because of today's incident.

"I would like to give a piece of advice to the Zilian Dynasty. Keep those guys who like to stir up trouble under control. Otherwise, if a disaster strikes one day, I'm afraid that the foundation passed down by our ancestors will be lost."

Chen Qingyuan's words were not really a slap in the face, but a reminder.

"clear."

In the past, the emperor would have considered these words a provocation. But now, he listened to them all and nodded seriously.

The matter was settled, the spirit stone was in hand, and Chen Qingyuan turned around and walked downwards. He looked calm from beginning to end, and his emotions did not fluctuate greatly.

"Let's go." Chen Qingyuan whispered to Tang Wan'er and took the lead towards the teleportation array.

Then, he glanced at the crowd hiding in the distance and asked calmly, "Who is in charge of the teleportation array?"

"call out"

The city lord, who had been shocked for a long time, suddenly shook his body, ran over happily, bent over, and said respectfully: "Senior, what do you want?"

"Activate the formation and go to the farthest place."

Chen Qingyuan casually took out a hundred top-grade spirit stones from his Qiankun bag and threw them over.

"As ordered."

The gift from the senior cannot be declined. The city lord put away the spirit stone and started the battle formation himself, maintaining a humble attitude throughout the process, trembling with fear, fearing that he would lose his life if he failed to serve properly.

It was not until the formation was activated and Chen Qingyuan and others disappeared that the city lord finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After calming down his uneasy mood, the city lord secretly kept the hundred or so spirit stones he got this time separately, as a commemoration. Perhaps it could become a capital for bragging in the rest of his life.

Far away from the imperial city, we came to a remote area.

Chen Qingyuan was no longer calm and composed. Without warning, his body tilted and he almost fell down. He leaned on the old ox and spat out another mouthful of thick blood.

"Master!"

Tang Wan'er was planning to express some respectful words, but something unexpected happened. She hurried over to support him, feeling extremely worried.