Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 924, Terrify ghosts and Gods as the blade is lifted

The city gate of Matchless Blade City.

Sunset.

Silhouetted against the light, a young man in white slowly stretched out his palm.

His fair jade-like fingers clasped around the handle of the broken blade, and gently made a pulling motion.

Without the slightest sound or fluctuation of power, the broken blade, as though it was picked up from the water, was pulled straight out of the city gate and firmly held in the hand of the man in white.

At this moment, the wind was howling and the scarlet red silk fabric at the hilt of the sword was flapping in the wind, like a warm and angry flame was leaping about. The originally dim blade body erupted in a display of dazzling light, as though the glow of the sunset had been absorbed into the broken blade.

"He pulled it out?"

"Success!"

"Great... finally, someone pulled it out!"

The martial arts experts of Heaven Wasteland Domain found it difficult to contain themselves when they saw this.

Finally after ten days, someone had pulled out the broken blade.

They've finally waited for this moment.

The heart of these martial artists, who were disappointed and ready to give up, was violently beating again.

At this moment, wielding the broken blade in his right hand, the young man in white stretched out his left hand toward the void behind, and bellowed, "Come, blade."

The crowd was puzzled.

Before his voice faded.

Swoosh!

A stream of light landed in the palm of his hand.

Everybody were taken aback, and upon a closer look, were incredibly shocked to find that that what fell into the palm of the youngster was a broken blade. It was the head of [Matchless Blade].

Next they saw the young man slowly connecting it with the other part of the truncated blade, and following a tinkling sound the cracks were joined back together in a complete manner.

Nobody understood why he did that. The blade had been broken, and unless it was recasted by a master, [Matchless Blade] would not restore the power it had in the past.

But the next scene was a huge shock that almost made the eyes of all the martial artists of Heaven Wasteland Domain fall off.

The man in white relaxed his left hand. The broken blade really had joined back together, the markings were glowing and the formations hidden in the body of the [Matchless Blade] miraculously began to operate without the slightest obstruction.

"How is that possible?"

"Miracle!"

The crowd broke into astonished shrieks.

None of the people could understand the scene.

The blade had been broken, and the formation markings must have been destroyed; it was impossible for it to be operating again.

The young man ran his finger gently over the body of the blade, seemingly wiping off the dust at the edge. As his finger moved along every inch of the blade it grew increasingly brighter and by the time his finger reached the tip of the sword, [Matchless Blade] seemed to have underwent a strange change. It looked different from before, yet the crowd could not tell what was going on. They finally heard the young man in white speak, "With the [Matchless Blade], the sunset blazes like a demon, terrifying ghosts and Gods with the rise of the blade, and sending mountains and rivers quaking as the blade falls... From now on, [Matchless Blade] will not break again."

The crowd felt their blood burning and their mind wavered when they heard this.

Ding!

The young man flicked his finger on the blade body, trembling and ringing the blade, like the cry of a tiger or dragon. In the distance, between the west mountain peaks, as the last ray of golden sun fell, it shone onto the new sword. All of a sudden the blade body seemed to be blazing. The scene was incredibly gorgeous and mysterious, as though it had been heated by the sunset. The beautiful moment was forever engraved in the minds of all the people present.

For a moment, all experts of Heaven Wasteland Domain almost forgot to breathe.

Who was he?

Everyone was asking silently in their hearts again.

A voice sounded in the sky, "Who are you? You pulled out the blade, are you going to challenge me?"

Wen Fusheng, who had been condescending and cold, finally opened his mouth and spoke. He realized that the strength of the young man in white was even more terrifying than he had thought.

"Challenge you?" The young man slowly turned around, revealing his handsome and masculine face as he looked up to the Void at the demon-like shadow, gave a faint smile, and said, "You don't deserve to."

"Nonsense!" Wen Fusheng snapped, erupting out the power of law and sending the heavens and earth quaking, "If I do not deserve to, then who does?"

But the young man in white did not answer, transformed into a stream of light, and directly sped away in the direction of the Matchless Blade City residence.

"Wait, the master of this blade will come and kill you."

The thunderous voice resounded between Heaven and earth.

At the same time, a more than thirty-year-old bearded man, as though he had suffered a lightning shock, suddenly cried out, "It's him? To think it's him?"

"Who?"

"Do you know him?"

Countless eyes fell on the bearded man.

"Ye Qingyu... Ye Qingyu, the invincible Lord of the Light Palace. He had come at last." The bearded man's voice trembled with excitement. When he saw the incomparably handsome face as the young man in white turned around and looked up, he immediately recognized him. This face was indeed too unforgettable. Three years ago in Youyan Pass, he had witnessed how Ye Qingyu killed the ancient demon with god-like powers.

He had firmly remembered Ye Qingyu's face at that time.

And today he recognized him as soon as he saw him.

Everybody's face lit up when they heard the bearded martial artist said this.

"The young man was like a jade, incomparably handsome... Yes, it is Palace Lord Ye Qingyu, that unmatched graceful bearing, only the name Ye Qingyu could match up to it, hahaha, he finally came!"

The crowd was bubbling with excitement.

……

Matchless Blade City residence.

In the room.

Qin Zhishui was helped onto bed, as he lost consciousness again.

Huang Shi was sobbing, while the other masters of Matchless Blade City did not know what to do. At this time, the sunset had finally disappeared in the horizon.

"At worst we go fight back with our lives, Matchless Blade City can't be humiliated..." A supreme elder of Matchless Blade City was about to say something when he turned to the door in surprise, saying, "You... who are you? How did you get in here... Hey?"

His eyes went wide with extreme shock, and could not continue his sentence.

He saw that in the hand of the young man in white, who appeared at the door of the room without warning, was the [Matchless Blade]

The complete [Matchless Blade].

The other people also found it strange.

Someone wanted to question further, but suddenly everything in front of him blurred. The young man in white had come to the bedside, stretching out his left hand, and pressed on Qin Zhishui's head.

"Who are you? Husband..." Huang Shi instinctively wanted to rush over when she saw a stranger near her husband.

The supreme elder pulled her back, shaking his head lightly, "Don't move, it's... it's Lord Ye Qingyu..." When he said this, he looked incredibly excited and even his voice was trembling, because he had recognized who the man who made a sudden appearance was and what the words 'he came' that Qin Zhishui said was referring to.

They have been waiting so long. Lord Ye Qingyu had finally come.

He's finally here!

Although some of the other core experts of Matchless Blade City did not recognize the young man in white, but seeing the optimistic look on the supreme elder's face, they immediately realized that he was a friend and not an enemy.

"Wa..." Qin Zhishui suddenly spurted out a jet of black blood, and an extremely foul smell filled the room. The young man in white slowly withdrew his hand, as Qin Zhishui opened his eyes, the gloomy color on his face was instantly gone. He sprang up, his movements swift and no longer weak like before. As soon as he opened his eyes and saw the man in front of him, his face lit up with joy, "Brother Ye Qingyu, you're here, great!"

Everybody's jaw dropped.

Qin Zhishui did not seem injured at all?

The young man in white smiled, "Lucky, I didn't come too late."

He was naturally Ye Qingyu who left Snow capital in a hurry to come to Matchless Blade City.

The matter that Wen Fusheng had challenged Matchless Blade City occurred before Ye Qingyu returned to Heaven Wasteland Domain. After Ye Qingyu dealt with the affairs of the Sky Suppressing Chamber of Commerce, stayed a day in the Light City, and still did not see the Empress come out from training, he decided to first come to Matchless Blade City. Luckily he came in time.

At this time, the other people in the room were also aware of his identity.

"We pay our respects to Palace Lord Ye Qingyu."

Everyone was so excited that they simultaneously kowtowed.

Of all the sects, Matchless Blade City was the first to turn to the officials of the empire, so they had long seen themselves as its members. It was only right for them to kowtow to Ye Qingyu. In addition to the fact that the internal disciples were deeply influenced and assimilated to the etiquette of officials, there was a more important reason, and that is, Ye Qingyu was an idol of the Heaven Wasteland martial arts world.

"Please get up." Ye Qingyu lifted his hand, and an invisible force gushed out, lifting everyone up.

"Brother Ye Qingyu, you have come at the right time, it is unknown what Wen Fusheng's purpose is to anger Heaven Wasteland Domain. He is merciless and nobody could win against him. He had destroyed a lot of experts of Heaven Wasteland Domain... Sigh, I am not good enough, and was unable to defeat him. I have to ask brother Ye Qingyu to help out." Qin Zhishui was both ashamed and furious.

Ye Qingyu shook his head lightly, "I can't."

Qin Zhishui was puzzled.

Ye Qingyu smiled and handed over the blade in his hand.

Qin Zhishui was taken aback for a moment, before he exclaimed in astonishment, "[Matchless Blade]? Recasted? This... No, this blade?" His cultivation base was very high, and was incredibly familiar with the [Matchless Blade]. In one glance he immediately knew that although the blade looked the same as before, it in fact contained the power of terror, and was several times more powerful than before.

"The blade is in your hand, go kill him," Ye Qingyu said. "Three blades, take back your glory of the [Matchless Blade King]."

Qin Zhishui received the new [Matchless Blade], when it suddenly bloomed out bright dazzling rays of light and flames engulfed his arm. The next moment, he felt a hot force emitting from the hilt of the blade, pouring into his body. Before he could react, the yuan qi in his body seemed to have been ignited by this heat, and the intense warmth instantly dispersed into his limbs and bones. His body produced bursts of crackling noise, which then turned into cries of dragons and tigers, as though there were a dragon and tiger in his body——