Peerless Divine Emperor

This magnificent and magnificent palace was now filled with a deadly atmosphere, like a mausoleum.

Qin Xuan was suppressed on the throne, and a terrible vortex was suspended above his head, releasing extremely terrifying power, like a huge mouth of a monster, which seemed to be able to swallow all attacks.

Obviously, Qin Xuan was calculated.

No one could enter here without the Xihua Order, and the Xihua Order was given to him by the Xihua Saint.

The answer was obvious, the person who calculated him was the Xihua Saint.

When he realized that this was a conspiracy, Qin Xuan's first reaction was anger and confusion, but he soon calmed down, his face became calm and calm, and he restrained his breath inside and did not resist that power anymore.

Resistance would not have any effect.

The other party was the Xihua Saint, what a powerful figure, and the carefully arranged chess game, how could he, a beginner emperor, get rid of it?

Therefore, Qin Xuan did nothing, sitting there quietly, seemingly not caring about the situation he was facing at the moment.

A moment later, a middle-aged figure suddenly appeared in the void. He was wearing a light gray robe and had long white hair that was casually draped over his shoulders, revealing a lazy and casual temperament.

His deep eyes looked at Qin Xuan on the throne below, and there was no ripple on his face, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Qin Xuan seemed to have sensed something, and looked up at the void, just in time to meet the eyes of the middle-aged figure.

He saw a pair of extremely terrifying eyes, and in his mind, a number of armored warriors appeared, with a very powerful aura, stepping towards him. With every step he took, his soul seemed to tremble, as if those warriors were trampling on his body.

But it was only a moment, and he walked out of the illusion. Obviously, the other party had stopped.

"Saint Lord Xihua?" Qin Xuan asked. If he guessed correctly, the middle-aged figure in front of him should be Saint Lord Xihua.

The middle-aged man did not respond to Qin Xuan's words, but said lightly: "You are very smart, but also very greedy. You want to get my inheritance, so you are trapped here."

"Really?" Qin Xuan smiled sarcastically and said, "I'm afraid not."

The middle-aged man stared at Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan continued: "Even if I don't sit on the throne, you should have other ways to trap me."

"For example?" The middle-aged man showed a trace of interest.

"For example, those magic weapons, elixirs, and Taoist scriptures. If I'm not mistaken, you have set up restrictions in them to trap me." Qin Xuan said calmly, as if he was just saying something very ordinary.

After listening to Qin Xuan's words, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows a little. This man is really smart.

"Unfortunately, you know it too late."

Qin Xuan nodded gently. He did know it a little late.

Before this, he had never thought that this would be a chess game that had been laid out for hundreds of thousands of years. He naively thought that he had met the requirements of the Saint Lord Xihua, so the Saint Lord Xihua gave him the Xihua Order and asked him to unify the Xihua Islands and reproduce the glorious era of the Xihua Islands.

He thought that this was what the Saint Lord Xihua wanted him to do.

However, this was just what he thought.

"I have a few questions for you." Qin Xuan looked at the Saint Lord Xihua and asked.

"Tell me, but I may not tell you the answer." The Saint Lord Xihua said lightly.

"The first question is that the dragon veins buried in the nine holy islands were actually laid out by you a long time ago, and they all left a trace of thoughts in the last level, right?" Qin Xuan said, which he just realized.

It is impossible that the Saint Lord Xihua's thoughts are only in the Yellow Spring Road of the First Emperor Island. There should also be thoughts in the third level of the other eight holy islands.

"You are right. I planned everything back then and hid the nine thoughts in the deepest part of the nine dragon veins, waiting for the destined person to inspire them." Xihua Saint nodded, confirming Qin Xuan's guess.

"However, although you have planned everything, you have waited for hundreds of thousands of years. Do you regret it now?" Qin Xuan looked at Xihua Saint and asked again.

Before him, no one had reached the deepest part of the Yellow Spring Road, and naturally no one had obtained the Xihua Order.

If someone had done this in advance, he would not be here.

Xihua Saint smiled and said to Qin Xuan: "It is a bit hypocritical to say that I don't regret it. I thought that at the latest, someone would be able to reach that step in a few thousand years. Unfortunately, I overestimated them. However, the final result is still good. Fate has brought you to me!"

Xihua Saint looked at Qin Xuan with a touch of appreciation in his eyes, as if he was very satisfied with him.

He waited for hundreds of thousands of years, and it seemed worth it.

"Huatian Palace was so powerful in the past, and there were so many geniuses. Isn't there anyone who satisfies you?" Qin Xuan asked again.

If Xihua Saint wanted to find a person with outstanding talent, he could just choose from Huatian Palace. Why did he have to go through the trial battle?

This would be too troublesome, and the waiting time would be longer. This wait lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.

"I refuse to answer this question." Xihua Saint's face darkened slightly, as if Qin Xuan's question touched his sore spot.

He had also chosen a person before. That person was his disciple, with unparalleled talent and extremely suitable for completing this task, but the disciple refused and planned to leave Huatian Palace and travel around the world.

Finally, he killed the disciple in anger.

Every time he thought of this, he felt very painful. If the disciple had listened to him, he would not have died, and would have become the leader of Xihua, a giant figure who roamed the boundless sea!

"The last question, you brought me here with the Xihua Order, what exactly do you want to do?" Qin Xuan's expression was extremely solemn, which was also the most confusing thing in his heart.

The Saint of Xihua has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and there should be only a trace of residual soul left. What else can he do?

"Naturally, it is to continue the unfinished wish of the year."

A sharp color flashed in the eyes of the Saint of Xihua, and he said in an extremely unwilling tone: "Back then, my cultivation had already entered the late stage of the sixth-level saint, and even faintly touched the level of the seventh level. I thought I could break through the realm in one fell swoop, but I failed to withstand the heavenly thunder tribulation and was seriously injured. This seat arranged everything today."

"The cultivation of the late stage of the sixth-level saint!" Qin Xuan's heart trembled, is the Saint of Xihua so powerful?

If it were today, apart from the four superpowers and a very small number of ancient clans, no other power would have such a level of existence.

A thought suddenly flashed through Qin Xuan's mind. If the Saint of Xihua was still alive, what would the scenery of the Xihua Islands be like?

I'm afraid it would be even more powerful than the Emperor's family!

"But you only have a wisp of residual soul left, what can you do?" Qin Xuan asked coldly. Even if the saint is extremely powerful, he cannot go against the will of heaven. A wisp of residual soul cannot take over the body of another person.

"Who said that I only have a wisp of residual soul left?" The Saint of Xihua looked at Qin Xuan, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which made Qin Xuan feel a little cold.

"I have already arranged everything. As long as someone comes here, my plan will not fail." The Saint of Xihua spoke proudly. He has always been careful and cautious in his actions. How could he make such a stupid mistake?

Qin Xuan's eyes were full of confusion. A person who was defeated by the heavenly thunder and died for hundreds of thousands of years, can his soul still be intact?

This is too unreasonable.

Xihua Saint glanced at Qin Xuan, seemed to see the doubt in Qin Xuan's eyes, and said with a smile: "Do you know what power I was best at back then?"

Qin Xuan's expression froze when he heard this, and then he thought of a possibility and said: "Soul power."

"You are really smart!" Xihua Saint exclaimed, looking at Qin Xuan with great admiration. This boy is very similar to his disciple back then, but he is much more obedient than his disciple.

"I am best at the art of soul, and I have practiced a heaven-defying magic skill that can separate the soul into thousands of residual souls, and can also make the residual souls continue to proliferate and restore the normal state of the soul."

Xihua Saint looked at Qin Xuan and said: "Now, you should understand why I brought you here."

Qin Xuan's heart was filled with shock. Is there such a heaven-defying magical power in the world?

A wisp of residual soul can also be restored to a complete state.

Doesn't this mean that people who practice this magical power can be immortal forever!

It's simply horrifying!

"You have good talent, a solid foundation, and you just achieved the Emperor Realm. You are a good embryo." Xihua Saint looked up and down at Qin Xuan, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he was.

If he practiced with this body, the speed of practice should be very fast.

Qin Xuan looked at Xihua Saint's greedy eyes, and seemed to be able to guess what the other party was thinking. He suddenly raised a playful arc at the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It seems that you seem to have a plan in mind."

After Qin Xuan's voice fell, Xihua Saint's expression condensed slightly, and he felt something was wrong.

This kid doesn't seem to worry about his own safety at all.

"Do you think you can still escape?" Xihua Saint said in a cold tone, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

He is a sixth-level saint, who has been planning for hundreds of thousands of years. Will he be cracked by a beginner Emperor Realm figure?

"Of course I can't escape." Qin Xuan smiled, he glanced outside the palace, and said: "But, someone outside may come in."

"Outside?" Xihua Saint Lord seemed to have heard a joke and couldn't help laughing.

After a moment, Xihua Saint Lord looked at Qin Xuan with some pity and said: "I have arranged a formation here. When you step in here, you are already in the formation. All the thoughts from the outside cannot penetrate here. Do you think someone will come to save you?"

"Really?" The smile on Qin Xuan's mouth became more and more intense, and he said to himself: "Then wait and see!"