Peerless Divine Emperor

"Boom!"

Terrorous pressure descended and descended on the space around the young man, making his face suddenly pale, but his eyes were still fixed on the strong men in the sky, as if he was dissatisfied.

"I am practicing here, I don't know what I did wrong, but you seniors treat me like this." The young man asked in a deep voice.

"If you hand over the treasure now, I can still spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." The middle-aged man in the middle spoke indifferently, looking at the young man below with contempt, as if looking at an ant.

"Please tell me clearly, what is the treasure?" The young man showed a puzzled look, as if he knew nothing about what the middle-aged man said.

"Still pretending?" The eyes of many strong men in the sky became even colder. A mere sixth-level saint, could he still want to deceive the world in front of these gods?

It's too naive.

At this moment, many figures flashed around, including the Saint Realm disciples of Yanyang Sword Palace and other practitioners. When they saw those God Realm masters coming here, they also came to see what was going on.

Just now, they all saw that light shooting towards this side. There was only one big man practicing here, so the opportunity was likely taken away by him.

Of course, this was just their guess.

However, when they saw that the man was just a young man and his cultivation was only a sixth-level saint, countless people were dumbfounded, and their thoughts were a little messy. He made such a big fuss, but he was just a saint?

This simply... overturned their cognition.

Then they realized that although this person's cultivation was not high, the shadow of the sun appeared behind him, and he could attract the treasure to approach actively, which showed that his talent must be extremely high, and he was definitely not an ordinary person.

However, at this moment, the strong men of Yanyang Sword Palace had already set their sights on him. No matter how talented he was, he could not retreat with the treasure, unless he had an extremely powerful background behind him, which could intimidate the strong men of Yanyang Sword Palace.

At this moment, Qin Xuan was also in the crowd, looking at the young man under the shadow of the sun. He saw his expression freeze there, and then a very bright smile bloomed on his face, and his mood became much happier.

Meeting old friends here is naturally a very happy thing.

"I don't want to say the same thing for the third time." An extremely cold voice came out, and the middle-aged man looked down at the young man with a majestic look and asked: "Treasure, will you hand it over or not?"

"I still say the same thing, I don't know what the treasure is that the senior is talking about." The young man replied, his face was calm, without the slightest panic, but at this moment he was actually very uneasy in his heart, just because the treasure was indeed in his body.

It's not that he doesn't want to take the treasure out, but he can't do it at all. The treasure directly enters his body and is not under his control.

And once he admits that the treasure is in his body, it goes without saying that the other party will forcibly take the treasure out of his body, and he will have only one end, that is death.

Therefore, he has no choice but to die and refuse to admit it, so that there may be a glimmer of hope.

Seeing that the young man insisted that he didn't know what the treasure was, the middle-aged man couldn't help but frown. Could it be that the treasure really wasn't on this person?

A mere sixth-level saint didn't have the courage to lie under his pressure, and the treasure was nurtured by the Sun Volcano after a hundred years. Even he was not sure that he could accept it, let alone a saint.

It would be burned into nothingness in an instant.

Qin Xuan in the crowd had a deep look in his eyes. Yang Yunhui was the Sun Saint Body, and this was the Sun Volcano. Perhaps, the treasure could really be obtained by him.

Of course, Qin Xuan couldn't betray Yang Yunhui.

"I don't think there is any need to ask any more. Just peek into his memory and you will know if the treasure is on him." Someone next to him said.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded. This is indeed a way.

Hearing the man's words, Yang Yunhui's face changed. Once he peeked into his memory, everything would be exposed. He would definitely die.

Is he going to die here?

"You do it." The middle-aged man looked at the man just now and ordered lightly.

"Okay." The man nodded, and saw a terrible divine light released from his eyes, falling on Yang Yunhui's body. Yang Yunhui would naturally not sit and wait for death. He instantly burst out with a powerful Dao power, and the endless sun light enveloped his body to resist the invasion of the divine light.

"You still dare to resist, the treasure is really on you!" The man said indifferently, and the divine light in his eyes became stronger, as if it was going to penetrate Yang Yunhui's body.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the crowd. Before the crowd could react, a figure in white came to Yang Yunhui's side. He was filled with brilliant starlight, covering Yang Yunhui's body and helping him resist the power of the divine light.

Yang Yunhui's eyes suddenly turned, and seeing the white figure in front of him, his expression suddenly froze there. His first reaction was that he was hallucinating. How could he appear here?

"Yunhui." Qin Xuan sent a voice message to Yang Yunhui.

Hearing this familiar voice, Yang Yunhui's heart trembled violently, and his eyes were filled with great surprise. It was really Qin Xuan, and he was here too.

"I'm here, and I won't let anything happen to you." Qin Xuan spoke again, and Yang Yunhui nodded slightly. He naturally wouldn't doubt Qin Xuan's words. Since Qin Xuan dared to stand up, he must have a plan to deal with it.

At this moment, the eyes of the powerful men in the sky fell on Qin Xuan, and their expressions were a little stunned. It was really a rare thing for a seventh-level saint to ask them to stop.

That person naturally did not stop and ignored Qin Xuan's words.

Qin Xuan looked up at the man who shot in the sky, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he shouted coldly: "I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"

After these words fell, countless people's expressions changed.

"Is this guy crazy?" Many people heard a voice in their hearts, looking at Qin Xuan as if he was an idiot. A mere seventh-level saint dared to point fingers at a powerful man in the divine realm. This is too long for his life.

"Wait a minute."

Only one voice came out, it was the middle-aged man in the middle who spoke, and the man who shot looked at the middle-aged man with doubts. Although he didn't understand why, he still followed the other party's intention and did not continue to peek into Yang Yunhui's memory.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man looked at Qin Xuan and asked, with a deep meaning in his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

This middle-aged man has lived for more than 100,000 years and has seen countless great things. Seeing Qin Xuan's outstanding temperament and powerful Dao power, he knew in his heart that he was definitely not an ordinary person, and he dared to stand up to stop them, so there might be a big background behind him.

In this situation, it is better to ask about his origins first, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Even though he has cultivated to the level of a middle-grade Tianjun and is a powerful elder in Yanyang Sword Palace, he knows very well in his heart that he is nothing outside Yanyang Sword Palace, and there are too many people he cannot afford to offend!