Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 1115 Sealing Their Memories

Chapter 1115 Sealing Their Memories

Translator: Aran

Ye Chen knew that he was in big trouble the moment his demon saber was knocked out of his hands.

He forgot all about his dignity and frantically retreated. Then he yelled, "Stop him. Men, stop him! Ah, ah, ah…"

He had ordered the elderly servant and the golden-armored soldiers to step back earlier and swore that he would kill Ye Qingyu himself because he had absolute confidence in his trump cards and assumed that he could easily kill Ye Qingyu. However, he had completely lost faith by this point after consecutively losing the [Blazing Mark of the Three Flames], the [Formless Armor of Drifting Clouds], and the demon saber. He had lost the will to battle on.

Ye Chen had placed all his confidence on his Emperor weapons, and after all these things were taken from him, it did not matter that he was a Quasi-emperor because his mental state was far below that of an ordinary Quasi-emperor. Furthermore, he had never truly experienced a life-and-death battle and lacked the fortitude to battle to the very end.

"Protect our master," the elderly servant said.

The golden-armored soldiers braced themselves and charged like moths to a flame at Ye Qingyu, whose body swirled with wisps of lightning energy.

However, that elderly servant secretly tried to retreat.

Ye Qingyu laughed loudly.

"Suppress!" he said, as he activated the one hundred eight ancient characters' mysterious technique once more.

The power of laws surged.

All of the golden-armored soldiers and the elderly servant were pinned to the spot like stone statues and could not move any other part of their bodies aside from their eyes.

This "suppress" character formation was like a spell that pinned them to the spot.

"Country bumpkin, don't get too arrogant. I swear that I'll make a comeback. You don't even know what the most powerful force in this world is…" Ye Chen howled and his figure slowly faded away like a faded ink painting as he tried to escape.

Ye Qingyu was not about to let him escape.

"[Life Sword]!"

He mentally summoned his weapon and sword light flashed.

He would not kill the elderly servant and the golden-armored soldiers because those people were still useful to him.

However, someone as evil as Ye Chen, who had the combat strength of a Quasi-emperor while lacking the disposition of one, had a huge potential to bring about disaster. After all, Ye Qingyu had so many friends and family and could not possibly protect them all at all times.

Since he absorbed the power of faith at [Guanlan Mountain Manor] and obtained the power of the World Tree in the Underworld, his mastery of the [Life Sword Mantra] had skyrocketed. He had progressed from having a small glimpse of its power to gaining proficiency in the usage of this sword. So, the moment he drew his sword, all of the light in the world was reflected in it.

"Ah…" Ye Chen was slashed by the sword before he could fade away and he shrieked in pain.

Then, his figure, which looked like it was about to fade away earlier, started to sharpen.

His escaping technique had failed.

"No…" he cried in despair. He sensed an extremely mysterious sword will circulating through his body that destroyed all the protective measures he had placed inside his body and thoroughly destroyed his life force.

"Did… did you just dare to kill me? Don't you know who I am? You…" Ye Chen looked at Ye Qingyu in disbelief. He could not believe that Ye Qingyu still dared to kill him without a second thought after all the weapons of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors he had unveiled earlier.

How could such a person exist in this world?

"I'm the descendant of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, I… You can't kill me… Let's try to strike a truce, shall we? I'll give you the [Formless Armor of Drifting Clouds]s, the [Blazing Mark of the Three Flames]… the demon saber… I'll give you the demon saber too. Retract your sword will this instant…" Ye Chen said frantically as he put up one last struggle, "I'm begging you."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I haven't really mastered this sword yet, so I can't retract it once I've sent it out," Ye Qingyu said with a smile.

"You…" His final thought as he looked into Ye Qingyu's cold eyes was that it was too late to save himself…

"Country bumpkin, how… dare… I… will… reincarnate, wait… and see."

As his voice died away—

Ye Chen's body dissipated.

His spirit was destroyed.

And his life was completely wiped out from this world.

Ye Qingyu was confused by his last words. The [Life Sword Mantra] would have destroyed both his body and soul, so how would he be able to reincarnate? Did Ye Chen have yet another heaven-defying technique up his sleeve?

There was a series of clanging sounds.

Several odd weapons fell from Ye Chen's body after it completely dissipated and plummeted to the ground with a loud clang. There were sabers, swords, marks, bracelets, armors, clay jars, and so on, but the one thing they all had in common was that they all gave off the same aura as the [Blazing Mark of the Three Flames], marking them all as Emperor weapons.

Were they really all Emperor weapons?

Instantly, everyone in the main hall, including the elderly servant and the hundreds of golden-armored soldiers, looked at these items greedily.

Ye Qingyu was also astonished.

All of these Emperor weapons were probably treasures that had been kept within Ye Chen's dantian world and only plummeted to the ground after his body dissipated.

But how did Ye Chen come to possess so many Emperor weapons?

These were Emperor weapons, not cabbages or turnips that grew by the roadside. Ye Qingyu gasped when he did a rough count and saw that almost thirty items had appeared all at once. There probably weren't that many Emperor weapons to be found throughout the entire Vast Thousand Domains, so could he be seeing things?

However, he quickly shook himself out of his reverie and immediately stored all these items within his [Cloud Top Cauldron].

He would first take all of them and decide what to do with them at a later date.

He theorized that these treasures might not be true Emperor weapons. Although all the other weapons aside from the demon saber exuded an authentic Martial Emperor aura, they were all suppressed by the [Cloud Top Cauldron] and weren't as powerful as he had imagined them to be, so could they merely be high-quality fake Emperor weapons?

Regardless, he had profited tremendously from this battle.

He was going to leave for the Dark Realm and these weapons might not be of great help to him, but if he could distribute them among the Human Race and Heaven Wasteland Domain, then this would benefit the Human Race throughout the Vast Thousand Domains tremendously.

He retracted the icy formation that surrounded Spokesperson Li and the others.

They walked out of the formation as though a huge burden had been lifted off of their shoulders.

As they looked at Ye Qingyu, their eyes were filled with the utmost respect.

It seemed like this young man would never disappoint them.

It also seemed like this young man would always create miracles.

This time, he managed to salvage what had been a hopeless situation.

"My lord, what do we do with them?" the Great Dragon Turtle Demon said as he looked at the elderly servant and the golden-armored soldiers. "These people seemed to have hatched a plan to attack the Heaven Wasteland Domain and had even received the support of large conglomerates, businesses, and forces to split the riches of our domain between themselves. They have probably already put their plan into motion and they are all detestable creatures, especially that old man. He is ruthless and malicious and is definitely not a good person."

The elderly servant, who could not even move his mouth, was so frightened that his face was drained of all color. The Great Dragon Turtle Demon's words only made things worse and he could not even defend himself even if he wanted to because his mouth was frozen stiff. His eyes roamed around in fear and his antics looked very comical.

Ye Qingyu replied, "The golden-armored soldiers are all Human Race experts and it probably wasn't easy to groom so many powerful people. It'd be a waste of talent if I were to kill them all."

He was not a bloodthirsty person.

Spokesperson Li had an idea and said, "I agree. If we could recruit them to join the Human Race headquarters of the Alliance of Domains, this could only bode well for the Human Race. However, achieving this feat will be a little difficult." These golden-armored soldiers might be part of the Human Race, but no one knew what their origins were, nor had they heard of them before. They were likely the private army of the lost clan of Ye, and after many years of brainwashing, they were willing to do anything for Ye Chen, and thus, it would be hard to control them.

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "Let me try."

He turned around and looked at the golden-armored soldiers as he said, "Heaven has extolled the virtue of cherishing life, and I don't wish to kill anyone else. Are you willing to lay down your swords and turn over a new leaf?"

These golden-armored soldiers looked puzzled and uncertain.

The power that Ye Qingyu had displayed was far too terrifying, so they feared him. They had assumed that their patriarch Ye Chen was invincible, but in front of Ye Qingyu, he seemed like a child and there was a vast difference in both their strength and their disposition. This was the most direct form of comparison and was also the most effective method to subdue a martial expert.

"I'll remove this formation, so let me know your thoughts. If you try to flee, I'll kill you without mercy," Ye Qingyu said and removed the formation from the golden-armored soldiers' bodies.

These golden-armored experts immediately regained their freedom.

Swish! Swish!

Instantly, three or four rays of flowing light charged toward the gates of the main hall.

"You unrepentant souls," Ye Qingyu said. He knew that such a thing would happen, and by his mental command, the [Life Sword] released wisps of sword will that immediately killed those four golden-armored soldiers who tried to escape, destroying both their bodies and souls.

The other golden-armored soldiers did not dare to act rashly after they witnessed this.

"My lord, I'm willing to atone for my crimes with my service," a golden-armored soldier, who seemed to be the leader, said with a respectful bow after discussing this matter with his fellow soldiers, his expression fearful.

Ye Qingyu nodded, "Very well. I will not kill those who have surrendered, so I'll spare your lives."

The golden-armored soldiers all heaved a sigh of relief at his words.

They were overcome with emotions after barely escaping death.

"I can spare you from death, but you still need to be punished. All of you come from the Dark Realm and are Ye Chen's soldiers specially groomed to die for him if needed. Although you agree to surrender now, I'm not able to take your word at face value. Moreover, all of you have committed many evil crimes throughout the Vast Thousand Domains these days along with your master, Ye Chen, so you will have to be punished for those crimes. I will seal your memories for three hundred years, and during this period, you will have to obey the commands of the Human Race headquarters. After the three hundred years are up, your memories will come back. Then, it will be your choice whether you choose to stay or leave. As long as you don't commit crimes or stir up trouble, I won't make things difficult for you."

Seal our memories?

The golden-armored soldiers were all surprised and were a little hesitant but they were helpless to do anything about it, so they could only agree to his proposal in the end.

Moreover, there were some in their midst who truly wanted to escape from the past and from the control of the Ye clan, so they looked forward to this.

Ye Qingyu nodded and created a handprint.

Dazzling, crystalline snowflakes appeared in his palm one at a time.

Then, these snowflakes came together to form the character "forget", which floated in the void. This character shone brightly and enveloped those hundreds of golden-armored soldiers in its glow.

This was the "forget" formation of the one hundred eight ancient characters' mysterious technique.

"May this 'forget' character surround your soul, and get rid of all your past memories!"

Ye Qingyu created another handprint and exerted his mysterious technique. The next moment, the huge "forget" character transformed into hundreds of rays of bright light and entered into every golden-armored soldier's body.