Peerless Divine Emperor

Originally, Shura Hell and Zhongxingtian were one, but they were forcibly opened up by powerful people in later generations. In the middle of the two planes, there is a magical place that belongs neither to Shura Hell nor to Zhongxingtian, but to the border between the two.

However, not many people know this place. Only a few people go from Shura Hell to Zhongxingtian. Only the strong people in the Saint Realm can pass through the barrier. Similarly, there are not many people from Zhongxingtian. If it is not a special matter, they are unwilling to go down to the world.

At this moment, in this border area, many figures are flying through the void at a very fast speed, like streams of light across the sky. This group of people is Qin Xuan and others.

Qin Xuan looked down and felt that there was a layer of fog covering Shura Hell. Even though his soul power is very strong now, he still can't get through it. This made him feel a little ripple in his heart. Even the barrier of Shura Hell is so powerful, Zhongxingtian will only be more terrifying. How terrible are the strength of those ancestors who opened up Zhongxingtian?

"We have left Shura Hell. After flying for a while, we will reach the barrier of Zhongxingtian." The third-level saint of Cangqiong Pavilion said to everyone.

When everyone heard this, a strange color flashed in their eyes, and they were very excited. Are they going to Zhongxingtian?

What kind of world will it be there?

They flew for a while. At a certain moment, the strong man of Cangqiong Pavilion in the front looked condensed and looked in one direction. He saw a ray of divine light shining in his eyes, and his sight seemed to penetrate the endless space and see the scene in the distance.

"Someone is also preparing to go to the upper world." The strong man of Cangqiong Pavilion suddenly spoke, making everyone's eyes condense. Is it such a coincidence that someone is going to go to the upper world?

"I don't know which force they are from." Yang Mu murmured to himself, maybe they know each other.

"It's not the power of Shura Hell. They are from the upper world." The strong man of Cangqiong Pavilion said in a deep voice, as if responding to what Yang Mu had just said.

"People from the upper world!"

Everyone's face showed a trace of disbelief, and their hearts trembled. At this time, Qin Xuan looked at the strong man and asked, "Senior, how do you know that they are from the upper world?"

"They are very fast. There is only one fourth-level saint among them, and the rest are all emperors. If they are the forces of Shura Hell, the number of emperors cannot be so many. After all, there are only a few evil people. Ordinary Tianjiao who goes to Zhongxingtian is just a mediocre person, living at the bottom, and there is no point in going there." The other party replied.

"That makes sense." Qin Xuan's eyes showed a trace of realization. The other party's analysis was not wrong. From the number of emperors, it can be inferred whether they are from Zhongxingtian or Shura Hell.

One person in the crowd suddenly thought of something, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. This person was Jiang Fengjue. He sent a voice message to Qin Xuan: "It might be the group of people chasing me."

Qin Xuan's pupils shrank when he heard this, and a solemn look suddenly appeared on his face. Jiang Fengjue said that the force sent a lot of people to the lower realm to kill him, and most of them were emperors, and those people just met this point.

If so, it would be too coincidental, is this a narrow road for enemies?

"Don't worry, they shouldn't recognize you." Qin Xuan responded, and Jiang Fengjue nodded slightly. He really had nothing to worry about.

After a while, Qin Xuan and his party came to a place not far below the Zhongxingtian barrier. When they were about to go up, a strong breath came from a distance, and many people were rushing towards this side.

"It's those people just now, they also found us." The third-level saint said in a low voice, and did not continue to go up, but waited in place.

He could see that those people were obviously coming for them. If they ignored them and left, it would probably add to the trouble. It would be better to pause for a moment.

In Zhongxingtian, saints are very common. A third-level saint in Shura Hell can dominate one side and no one dares to provoke him. However, in Zhongxingtian, he is only slightly stronger than the first and second levels, and is still a low-level figure. Therefore, he is very careful. Once he causes trouble, it will not be a trivial matter and his life will be in danger.

Not long after, those people came here. The leader was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe with a cold face and a strong body. Although there was no breath released from his body, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, but the aura formed by his own temperament. There is no doubt that this person is very strong, and he is a strong man who is good at attacking.

When those people arrived, Jiang Fengjue's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, and he said to Qin Xuan: "It's them!"

"What forces are they from?" Qin Xuan asked.

"Taihua Immortal Sect is even stronger than Cangqiong Pavilion, and is one of the eight top forces in Zhongxingtian!" Jiang Fengjue said in a deep voice. Even though he knew that the other party had a deep background, the anger in his heart did not diminish at all. His teacher was framed by the ancestor of this force and is now trapped in the secret realm. This hatred is irreconcilable!

Qin Xuan's heart trembled violently when he heard Jiang Fengjue's words. The force chasing him was one of the eight top forces in Zhongxingtian?

This enemy is very strong.

The middle-aged man in yellow robes looked at Qin Xuan and others with an arrogant look, and asked directly: "What force are you from?"

"I am Liu Hong from Cangqiong Pavilion." The third-level saint stepped forward and said, his tone was quite polite. From the aura displayed by the other party, it can be seen that these people have a great origin.

"So it's someone from Cangqiong Pavilion." The middle-aged man in yellow robe said to himself, and then glanced at Qin Xuan and others behind Liu Hong, with a trace of contempt in his eyes, and waved his hand: "It's okay, you can go."

"Goodbye." Liu Hong clasped his fists again and said, then he took Qin Xuan and others to continue upward and left here.

After they left, a handsome young man looked at the middle-aged man in yellow robe and said: "Uncle, I didn't find that person in the lower world this time. I'm afraid it will be difficult to report when I go back!"

"It's not easy, just say that he has been killed, and the elders will naturally not pursue it." The middle-aged man spoke lightly, his face looked very calm, he had already thought of the words, and it would not arouse any suspicion.

The young man's eyes suddenly brightened up. This was indeed a solution. Then he thought of a possibility and asked, "If he had been hiding in the lower realm, there would be no problem. If he went to the upper realm again and was discovered by the elders, what would happen then?"

"You think too much." The middle-aged man glanced at him and sneered, "Based on his strength, he would definitely die if he went to the upper realm. If he was not afraid of death, why would he go to the lower realm?"

"Uncle is right. I was overthinking." The young man nodded repeatedly, and the stone hanging in his heart finally fell.

However, they never expected that the person they had spent so much effort to hunt down in the lower realm had just slipped away from under their noses and was heading to Zhongxingtian!