The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

He was unwilling, he was confused, he was desperate, and his heart was filled with unbearable depression.

"goodbye……"

he murmured.

In the future...will he still remember that there was a woman, standing in endless time and space, who once said these two words to him?

At this moment, the young boy Huang stood there, motionless, staring at the calm river of time and space, in a daze.

Covering the universe!

"Om..."

The void shook, and a figure in white clothes stained with blood suddenly appeared.

Her body staggered and she almost couldn't keep her balance and fell from the endless galaxy.

Even the force of cosmic repulsion that could not shake her was beyond her control at this moment.

Cutting off the long river of time and space, allowing Emperor Huang Tian to completely transcend that life, the past, present and future cannot be deduced or spied on.

Even she couldn't afford this price.

Especially after a major war.

If it weren't for the immortal blood of Emperor Huang Tian still in her body, if it weren't for the blessing of the Immortal Emperor Hehua Zizai's method, she wouldn't even be able to do all this.

"But it's not enough..."

Li Qingyue staggered, blood dripping from the corners of her mouth, staining a large area of ​​her dress red.

This drop of immortal blood from Emperor Huang Tian was of great help to her.

It allowed her to protect Yan Wushuang, vent her anger, and massacre Beidou.

It allows her to survive crisis after crisis.

Without her brother, she wouldn't be alive.

If it weren't for the protection of Yan Wushuang and Yang Wuzheng, her teacher and friend, her disabled body might not have allowed her to take the step of becoming a cultivator.

If she hadn't been accompanied by her old friends, Ling Muxi and others, she would have been truly possessed and unable to wake up.

Without the protection of this drop of Immortal Emperor's blood, she might not have come this far.

The causal entanglement involved cannot be repaid with just one action.

"Karma? Repayment?"

"Can I still pay it back?"

Li Qingyue murmured softly, slowly stood up, and looked at the sky-covering universe.

It was as if she saw her old friends again, smiling and whispering to her one by one.

Great Saint Body Yan Wushuang, Emperor Shenzhou, Emperor Jiuli, Emperor Hengyu, Emperor Xukong...

She seemed to be able to see the figures of her old friends in those figures.

That is the Holy Son of Tianquan who never regrets!

They were the military leaders Chi You and Jiang Wuxin who had once been kind to her.

That was Ji Changkong, who had sacrificed himself for a stranger like her without any regrets to help her go further.

But until now, she still has not seen the immortal body Ji Changling, nor the yin-yang divine body Dongfang Wudi who is related to Ling Muxi.

And there was Yang Wuzheng, who she didn't know how to face.

What she could actually do was to force those traces and memories of the past into the consciousness of those old friends and revive them.

Even if it is not the real reincarnation of heaven and earth, but just a similar flower, she can make them truly revive.

But they have returned to the past, how should she face it?

It is better to let them experience the splendor of life and live forever in the most glorious and splendid time.

Never remember yourself again.

All the sorrow and pain will always haunt her alone, and it is enough for her to bear it all alone.

"Wait until I can make up for some of my regrets!"

"Let me take one more look at them!"

Li Qingyue murmured, her eyes flickering, as if carrying a kind of grief that could never solidify or resolve.

“After that, I will go to this ancient immortal…even if I have to die, I will still go there!”

"You protect me when I am weak, so I will give you a lifetime... the Age of Chaos!"

ps: Another 7,000-word chapter...

The author is as affectionate and sincere as ever (covering face) (End of this chapter)

499. Chapter 465: I still don’t recognize you!

499.

"Keng!"

In the Qinling Mountains of Zhongzhou, amidst the endless dragon energy emanating from the hundreds of thousands of mountains, the sound of a sword resounded through the sky.

At this moment, no matter where they were, almost all those who wielded swords raised their heads and looked towards Qinling.

"Kengkengkengkeng..."

The next moment, the sound of swords rang out in all the five regions of Beidou.

Those were shadows of flying swords, rising uncontrollably into the sky from the cultivators' wheel seas, Taoist palaces, and immortal platforms.

Bowing far away towards the endless mountains of Qinling Mountains in Zhongzhou.

It was as if a sword emperor appeared among the hundreds of thousands of mountains of the Qinling Mountains, with a supreme sword of the emperor.

"what happened?"

"This sword's roar actually caused unrest in the world?"

"Could it be possible that a fairy treasure has appeared in the Qinling Mountains?"

"Hiss... Could it be that the Immortal Transformation Pool has appeared again?"

"No! The Qinling Mountains have endless dragon veins. Perhaps they have given birth to an unparalleled sword treasure!"

At this moment, countless cultivators from all over the world headed towards the Qinling Mountains in Zhongzhou.

The Qinling Mountains in Zhongzhou are so vast that they are known as the Hundred Thousand Sacred Mountains. They have endless dragon veins and are a place of unspeakable treasures.

Even the Immortal Pond that is said to appear every tens of thousands of years is hidden in the 100,000 Sacred Mountains of the Qinling Mountains.

It is a place full of endless good fortune.

According to legend, in ancient times, those celestial beings and supreme beings had visited this place to take a glimpse of its creation.

There are even some powerful supreme beings and ancient emperors who left their legacy in the Hundred Thousand Sacred Mountains.

Throughout the ages, there has never been a shortage of people exploring, and some people have even soared to the sky and become powerful and kings.

It can be said that the Ten Thousand Sacred Mountains of the Qinling Mountains are almost as famous as those forbidden areas.

Some monks who are nearing the end of their lives and are familiar with those ancient legends all want to bury themselves in the Qinling Mountains, hoping to live out their next life in the good fortune of the Qinling Mountains' 100,000 sacred mountains.

It’s a pity that although the Qinling Hundred Thousand Sacred Mountains are mysterious and have endless creations, no one has yet been able to explore them to their full potential.

Among the 100,000 Sacred Mountains of the Qinling Mountains, the sound of a sword shocked the world, which naturally attracted countless cultivators to come again.

In just a few years, countless Taoists appeared throughout the Qinling Mountains.

Even on the edge of the fairyland in the Qinling Mountains, there were corpses of the dead.

Nanling, a sacred mountain hidden in the void.

Li Qingyue, who had been sitting cross-legged for decades without waking up, suddenly opened her eyes at this moment. Fairy light flowed in her eyes, and she looked straight at Qinling.

"He is back?"

Li Qingyue looked a little excited, but then she calmed down very quickly, looking a little melancholy.

"It's not him after all!"

"But we still have to meet!"

Amidst the low murmurs, Li Qingyue's figure disappeared like a rain of light.

When she appeared again, she had already arrived at the top of the Qinling Mountains.

She raised her head slightly and looked into the endless void. Perhaps it wouldn't take many years before the Immortal Pond would reappear in the world.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the green lotus in the Immortal Transformation Pond.

"He's going to be born soon, right?"

With a soft sigh, Li Qingyue's expression became calmer, but in that calmness there was a hint of vicissitudes that could not be concealed.

In the blink of an eye, more than 100,000 years passed.

The years pass silently, leaving behind only regrets that can never be made up for.

What if we meet again?

Li Qingyue looked towards the nameless valley in the sacred mountain.

There was a big tomb there, which was built by her herself, and buried there was a magic sword belonging to him.

"With the state of non-contention as the root, forge a sharp edge!"

"Kill the Holy Spirit, fight the Heavenly Pride, drink the blood of the Emperor!"

"Although the sword is broken, its sharpness is still there!"

"It can still break the sky!"

Thinking of that person, Li Qingyue didn't know what kind of mood to use to face him.

Different from Yan Wushuang's directness and domineering attitude.