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Chapter 380 You're an immortal?!
A deafening roar erupted from the Taiping Villa, followed by a thick plume of smoke and dust rising into the sky.

Seeing this, Su Haoming, who had just dealt with the Imperial Guards outside the courtyard, had a bright idea in his eyes. He immediately leaped up, riding the vortex of air into the sky, and started a live stream.

In an instant, all the group members, including Ye Fan and An Ying, rushed into the live broadcast room.

[Ye Fan: First!]

[Bai Zemin: What era are we living in? Still using the sofa?]

[Xiao Yan: Finally, someone's doing a live stream!]

[Shadow: Where is the plot going?]

[Li Shimin: Where is Brother Fan?]

【…】

Within a short time, at least dozens of comments started scrolling through the live stream.

As for the content, it's not fair to say they have different opinions, but at least they each have their own version of what they're saying.

Su Haoming was already used to this. He easily ignored the questions from the group members and instead enthusiastically turned the live stream camera to point it at the Taiping Villa below.

Looking through the lens, one could see collapsed houses and destroyed trees inside the courtyard, stirring up clouds of dust.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure in white slowly emerged, gazing calmly at the spacious courtyard ahead.

At this moment, Emperor Qing had already crashed through the wall, flown out of the house, and after breaking countless bamboo poles, he crashed into the outer courtyard wall more than ten zhang away.

The courtyard wall trembled and roared violently, and a huge, human-shaped crater was created by the impact of Emperor Qing's body.

Countless cracks emerged from the edge of the pit, spreading rapidly in all directions like a spider web.

Upon seeing this, the group members, who had previously held differing opinions, instantly united and began sending out comments like "Brother Yun is awesome!" to tease Yun Ye.

Fortunately, Yunye had already closed the chat group when the live stream notification popped up.

This wise move allowed him to successfully avoid being incited by the group members and prevent him from failing at this crucial moment.

"Crash-"

As the sound of falling stones filled the air, Emperor Qing pulled his arm off the wall and fell to the ground, his hair disheveled.

Su Haoming perked up and immediately zoomed in, focusing the camera on Emperor Qing.

His face was covered in dust, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his hair was loose and disheveled, and his robes were torn to shreds by the strong wind, turning into dirty strips of cloth that were haphazardly draped over his body.

This attire makes him look more like a beggar on the streets of Kyoto than the wise and powerful emperor of legend.

[Li Shimin: Is this Emperor Qing?]

Xiao Yan: [Laughs] Your Majesty seems quite disappointed!

Lin Yu: Of course he'll be disappointed.

[Lin Yu: After all, Emperor Qing's appearance and character design are largely based on him!]

[Ye Fan: Is that really true?]

Li Shimin: [bitter smile]

Bai Zemin: Brother, please stop teasing Brother Li.

[Bai Zeming: To be fair, Brother Li was far more magnanimous than Emperor Qing back in the Tang Dynasty. He could even tolerate someone like Wei Zheng, which is something that ordinary emperors couldn't do.]

Xiao Yan: Indeed.

[Xiao Yan: Given Emperor Qing's personality, if Wei Zheng were placed in the Qing Kingdom, he probably wouldn't survive more than three chapters.]

[He Jingfeng: Really?]

[He Jingfeng: I think Emperor Qing won't kill Wei Zheng; he'll probably keep him around to cultivate his reputation...]

Just as the live stream chat quickly veered off-topic and began discussing topics completely unrelated to the battle in front of them, Emperor Qing on screen clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling with rage.

How many years has it been...

How many years has it been since he tasted blood!

Emperor Qing stared intently at Yun Ye's face, his disheveled hair moving without wind, and slowly said:
"You...damn it!"

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, a surge of powerful true energy erupted from Emperor Qing's body, burning fiercely like flames and rising into the sky.

In the next instant, Emperor Qing's figure vanished from his spot, transforming into a whirlwind and hurtling towards Yun Ye ahead.

The air currents surged, and the invisible true energy seemed to solidify and spread out, causing ripples to spread across the air.

Upon seeing this, Yun Ye couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

It must be said that, in terms of the sheer amount of true energy, Emperor Qing is indeed the strongest among the four grandmasters of the world!
But... so what?
Yun Ye's lips curled up slightly, and his entire body surged with magical power, filling his flesh.

In just a moment, the already hardened flesh became even more terrifying.

He slightly parted his feet, raised his right arm, and brought his long, fair hand to his chest. Just as the figure in front of him was about to rush towards him, he pushed him out with a seemingly slow but actually fast motion!

"boom!!"

The next second, fists and palms collided, producing a deafening roar.

The violent shockwave spread wildly outwards from the point of impact.

A fierce wind swept across the land, carrying with it dust and uprooting the trees in the yard.

The pool of water was impacted by the airflow, causing half of the water to sink and the other half to rise, as if pulled by gravity to create a vertical ebb and flow of tides. When the dust settled, Yun Ye stood there, his right palm outstretched, his left hand behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, completely unharmed, his expression relaxed.

In front of him was a fan-shaped ravine that stretched for several meters.

At the end of the ravine was Emperor Qing, who had just launched a powerful punch.

He was in an even worse state than before, his clothes torn and stained with blood, and his legs carved two long furrows that were deeply embedded in the ground.

His right wrist was bent backward, and the white bone could be faintly seen emerging from under his skin.

A searing pain shot through his wrists and chest. Emperor Qing abruptly raised his head, staring intently at the young face before him with the look of someone eyeing a monster.

He couldn't understand how, after quietly advancing to the Grandmaster level, he had endured for decades to accumulate such a terrifying amount of Kingly True Qi.

But why... why does this young man, who looks no more than twenty, possess strength that even he can only dream of?!
"I don't believe it!"

Emperor Qing roared, unleashing a torrent of true energy that sent countless floor tiles flying.

The next second, he cracked the ground, leaped up, clenched his right fist, and, carrying surging true energy, blasted towards Yun Ye in front of him like a cannonball.

...Can't you accept this?
Looking at Emperor Qing's face, twisted with rage, Yun Ye couldn't help but feel pity.

He did not unleash any magic, nor did he raise his palm to meet the enemy as he had done before. He did not even move an inch. He simply stood there without flinching or dodging, looking at Emperor Qing with a pitying and sympathetic expression.

But that pitying gaze was like the most intense poisonous flame, instantly burning away the last shred of reason in Emperor Qing!
Noticing Yun Ye's gaze, Emperor Qing became even more enraged, and immediately roared as he slammed into Yun Ye.

"die!!!"

The fist pierced the air with a piercing shriek, striking Yun Ye squarely in the chest!
"Boom--!"

A deep, booming sound, like the beating of a drum, suddenly exploded out, and visible shockwaves spread outwards from the center of the fist, sweeping in all directions.

Despite the successful strike, Emperor Qing felt no joy whatsoever.

Because the sensation from that fist was not flesh and blood, but more like a rock that had stood for millions of years, so hard that even Emperor Qing couldn't help but feel fear.

But then, the fear that had just risen turned into an even more intense rage.

Enraged, Emperor Qing unleashed a furious attack, unleashing a barrage of punches and palm strikes at Yun Ye like a raging storm.

The violent true energy danced wildly around him like ribbons, and wherever it passed, whether it was the hard floor tiles or the stone railings and stone beasts in the courtyard, they were all reduced to dust in the face of this terrifying true energy!

However, Yun Ye, who was at the very center of the true energy storm and enduring the raging wind and rain, remained unmoved.

No matter how violent Emperor Qing's true energy was or how fierce his attacks were, he stood motionless in place, and not even the slightest wrinkle appeared on his white robes.

Gradually, Yun Ye seemed to be getting impatient.

He frowned slightly, and with his right hand, he reached out towards the myriad fist shadows in front of him, easily grabbing Emperor Qing's right arm and causing him to suddenly stop.

In the instant Emperor Qing's body froze, Yun Ye moved his right leg, raised his knee, and his entire right leg shot into the sky like a spear, stabbing hard into Emperor Qing's chin.

"Oh!"

With a muffled thud, Emperor Qing's head was thrown high into the air, his body being pulled backward by an immense force. After tumbling once in mid-air, he crashed to the ground.

"Almost done!"

Yun Ye brushed off non-existent dust from his body, glanced at Emperor Qing, and said calmly, "You should have noticed it long ago, the enormous gap between us, like an insurmountable chasm..."

"..."

Emperor Qing covered his head and stood up unsteadily. His once imposing and dignified face was now covered in dust and blood, making him look extremely disheveled.

"I don't believe it..."

Emperor Qing's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Yun Ye through gritted teeth, practically spitting out a sentence.

"How could such a monster as you exist in this world?!"

"..."

Yun Ye smiled slightly and said leisurely, "If it doesn't exist in this world, then what about beyond this world?"

Emperor Qing was taken aback upon hearing this, then his pupils contracted sharply, as if he had realized something, and he stared at Yun Ye in astonishment:

"You...you're from the temple?!"

Without waiting for Yun Ye's reply, he roared angrily, "Impossible! This is impossible! I have already made contact with the Temple and become a Celestial Vein Holder. Even if you come from the Temple, you cannot—"

"Who told you I came from the temple?"

Yun Ye interrupted him calmly.

Emperor Qing was taken aback upon hearing this, and then he heard Yun Ye speak leisurely:
"The Jade Palace in the heavens, with its twelve towers and five cities, was touched by an immortal who bestowed upon me immortality!"

"..."

Emperor Qing's pupils constricted sharply as he stared at Yun Ye in disbelief, blurting out:
"Are you an immortal?"

"Ha ha!"

Yun Ye laughed loudly, and with a light wave of his sleeve, a terrifying suction force suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Emperor Qing was shocked and furious, his face filled with astonishment. He was lifted off the ground uncontrollably, as if grabbed by an invisible giant hand, and crashed straight into the standing white-robed figure.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Ye pointed his fingers like a sword and gently tapped the vital point of his dantian!
"boom!"

In an instant, Emperor Qing's body trembled violently, and his true energy surged uncontrollably, rushing out of his acupoints like a flood bursting its banks.

(End of this chapter)