The Prison Emperor returns to be a baby daddy

The Holy Land of Taiyi.

The cave world, inside Xuanguang Peak.

Ye Qijue sat cross-legged on the Enlightenment futon, with auras flashing around him, like a greedy black hole that was frantically devouring the aura of heaven and earth.

One night has passed since returning to the Holy Land.

Yesterday evening, under the escort of Baili Mountain, Ye Qijue and others returned to Taiyi Holy Land safely and safely.

When he first returned to the Holy Land, it shocked the sect leader Zi Yin.

Ziyin saw Ye Qijue and Fu Guhong's seriously injured appearance, and almost thought that Ye Qijue was about to run out of fuel.

After learning that the two of them were fine, Zi Yin breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took out various elixirs from the sect's treasure house and sent them to Ye Qijue.

After Bailishan escorted him and his master Fu Guhong back to the Holy Land, he returned to the Beihai Grassland without stopping.

After a whole night of practice, almost all the wounds on Ye Qijue's body have healed.

He breathed out thick breath and opened his eyes suddenly.

A glimmer of light bloomed in those eyes that were like stars and the dazzling Milky Way.

Ye Qijue raised his hand and turned it over, took out the Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill given by Bailishan yesterday from the storage ring and swallowed it in his mouth.

In an instant, the pure essence of life moistened his limbs and bones. Those dried-up cellular universes were like dew coming out of a long drought, or spring coming back to dead trees, frantically absorbing these life essences.

The vast amounts of spiritual energy from heaven and earth repaired those ruined cellular universes, and Ye Qijue's aura gradually began to recover.

One hundred million, one billion, ten billion, one hundred billion...

It only took him a few days to completely restore the shriveled two trillion cell universe to its original state, and surging mana filled every inch of his body.

From the outside world, every cell in Ye Qijue's body was shining with blazing light at this moment, and the supreme law turned into a divine chain of order hovering above his head.

After completely repairing the cellular universe, Ye Qijue set his sights on the inner world again.

Compared to the cellular universe, the inner world gave him a headache.

Because of his previous battle with Old Demon Cangming, his cultivation as a fifth-grade Saint Emperor was forced to rely on the Great Luo Divine Sword and the Qingdi Pagoda to barely stop him.

Later, Cangming blew himself up. In order to protect Shen Xiaoru and the girls from harm, he completely drained the inner world and was almost killed by the shock wave.

Ye Qijue's consciousness swept away, and he looked at the inner world with cracks in the ground, hot lava rising, the sky overturned, and the mess everywhere. He smiled bitterly: "It's really bad."

After sighing, he quickly gathered mana and poured it into the inner world. Yang Shen came out of the Niwan Palace to incarnate the will of this world, and mobilized the power of heaven and earth to slowly repair the inner world.

After the majestic magic power poured into the inner world, Ye Qijueyang God quickly mobilized the power of creation, and the two merged to form countless spiritual rains.

These spiritual rains drip down the world, blending with all things in the heaven and earth, repairing the damaged inner heaven and earth bit by bit.

The originally cracked earth began to heal, the emerging magma returned to the ground, the overturned sky was straightened, and the injured creatures were also healed.

In this way, three days passed.

The inner heaven and earth take on a new look, the stars in the sky are twinkling, intertwining to form a dazzling galaxy, and the clear air of the nine heavens turns into auspicious clouds, strengthening the space barrier between the inner heaven and earth.

The earth then consolidated, and the broken mountains and rivers were restored by Ye Qijue's great magic power.

Everything is as it was before.

The only thing that made Ye Qijue dignified was the immortal artifact Qingdi Tower that he placed in the inner world.

As his inner world was repaired and his original foundation increased greatly, the strange aura in the Qing Emperor Tower became more and more intense.

Ye Qijue always felt as if something was about to wake up inside.

He also tried to use Yang Shen to check, but the Qingdi Pagoda, which he had sacrificed as a magic weapon, actually stopped him from spying.

"Forget it, sooner or later we will know what it is!" Thinking of this, Ye Qijue planned to take back the Yangshen and withdraw from the inner world.

He has been in seclusion for ten days now, and has repaired all his internal injuries.

As for the remaining injuries, they are harmless and will recover sooner or later.

Just when Ye Qijue was about to withdraw from the Inner World, his consciousness suddenly sensed that the Qing Emperor Tower suddenly erupted into a blue light that soared into the sky.

Then, an old divine soul burst out from it.

"This, this is..." Ye Qijue, who witnessed all this, couldn't help but open his mouth wide with shock and amazement on his face.

He didn't expect that there was actually a soul in the Qingdi Tower! !

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt in his heart, and he even started to sweat a little.

This soul was actually hidden in the Qingdi Pagoda under his nose. In the past, he also placed the Qingdi Pagoda in the cave world for the disciples of the Holy Land to practice.

If the Qing Emperor Tower hadn't accidentally absorbed the blood essence of the half-immortal and activated the soul in the tower, who knows how long this thunder would have been buried?

Thinking of this, Ye Qijue couldn't help but shudder.

Although it was not clear whether the soul in the tower was an enemy or a friend, if it happened at a critical moment, Ye Qijue felt that he would be in danger.

At this moment, he was a little glad that he found out early.

Just when Ye Qijue was feeling cold all over, an old voice echoed in his ears: "Boy, don't be surprised, this is just my remaining soul."

After saying that, he felt that the Yang God in the inner world actually flew into the Qingdi Tower uncontrollably.

Soon Yang Shen passed through the ninth floor of the Qingdi Tower and finally came to a secret space.

This is a dazzling space, surrounded by countless laws of creation. There are black and yellow chaotic qi condensed into a canopy of auspicious clouds, golden lotuses surging from the ground, and flowers falling from the sky.

In the sky, there seems to be a fairy palace with towers, eaves and arches, and golden light shining everywhere.

Among the clouds, there are immortals watching the ceremony, and there are god generals holding halberds, majestic.

In the center, Ye Qijue saw an old man wearing a blue robe.

The green robe on the old man's body seemed to be intertwined with the power of laws. There were towering divine lights of creation and destruction on it, and the laws of time turned into a long river to surround him.

At that time, there were waves and ripples in the long river. Just looking from a distance, you could see countless creatures struggling in this illusory river.

Looking back, Ye Qijue saw the human race fighting among hundreds of tribes in the ancient barbaric period, fighting against each other in adversity, destroying ferocious beasts, and establishing their own civilization.

The heavy historical atmosphere hit his face, making Ye Qijue feel like he was dreaming back to several epochs ago.

Looking forward, the fog was thick, as if the future had been blocked by some terrifying and supreme force. He could only see that the long river of time flowing forward in the old man's hands seemed to have been cut off.

This wasn't what surprised Ye Qijue the most.

He looked up and saw the old man holding a small Green Emperor Pagoda with one hand on his back. His body was as straight as a pine tree, and his whole body was filled with terrifying golden light.

In the golden light, there was a small five-clawed golden dragon running back and forth. Ye Qijue heard a vague prayer from the five-clawed golden dragon.

"Luo, the sage of the human race, respectfully invites the Qing Emperor of the human race to eliminate demons from the East China Sea!"

"The wise merchants of the human race respectfully request the Qing Emperor of the human race to suppress the demon!"

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