Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 986 - He’s Ye Qingyu

Chapter 986 – He’s Ye Qingyu

Translator: Aran

“But...” Orchid Saintess still could not bear to see this situation.

Along the way, she had seen countless human brethren being slaughtered, and this deeply angered her. Given the unfavorable circumstances of the Human Race, it would only make sense for them to become more united than before so as to get through this ordeal.

“Don’t be a busybody.” The handsome middle-aged human Saint spoke up once more and intended to hold back Orchid Saintess.

The latter composedly evaded the outstretching hand of the former, then sighed before shouting toward Ye Qingyu and the others, “My two young brothers over there, you mustn’t be stubborn in this kind of situation. It’s best if you turn in any valuable items you’ve found along the way. As the saying goes, one has no need to worry about firewood as long as the green hills remain. Don’t try to play tough.”

This was all she could do.

However, her words were met with grumbles and rebukes from several of her companions.

“Orchid, you talk too much.”

“If you continue to be a busybody, then leave. We can’t protect you.”

“That’s right, one should act according to one’s ability.”

Several human Saints who were led by the handsome middle-aged man revealed faces of some displeasure as they grew afraid of the possibility of trouble. They had painstakingly pulled together to come to the shore of the Heavenly River, and thus they deemed it a huge loss should this small matter incite the hostile and covetous foreign race experts to strike at them.

Orchid Saintess lowered her head and sighed secretly.

In the distance.

“Haha, this is the Human Race for you.” The eagle-headed, human-bodied Saint guffawed as he looked jestingly at Ye Qingyu and Hu Bugui. “Doesn’t it anger you that even the people of your own race have abandoned you? Zeze, this is the plight of the weak. We’ll let you walk away alive if you hand in your treasures and cut off an arm each.”

Insidiously affected by the pervasive, chaotic, and demonic cruel qi, aroused by the treasures in the various divine palaces linked together by the forked tunnels, and enveloped by the tumultuous and slaughterous aura, the Saint experts in the Reincarnation Hall who usually held themselves aloft were now behaving like thieves in troubled times, brazenly using force and coercion in this sort of environment.

Ye Qingyu, too, began to laugh.

“You want my arm? Not until you give me your life."

As soon as he spoke.

A beam of bright-red sword will flowing light flashed fleetingly.

The stroke was simply way too fast such that the leader of the eagle-headed, human-bodied Saint experts was slashed by it even before the smile on his face had frozen and he had made any reaction. Like a rotten log engulfed by divine flames, his body instantly turned into ashes and dispersed with the wind, disappearing among the universe. During that moment of dazzling brilliance, shooting stars streaked across the sky.

In a flash, the red radiance returned to Ye Qingyu's palm.

It was the [Blood Drinker Sword Pill].

“The plight of the weak?” Ye Qingyu looked at the other eagle-headed, human-bodied experts with chilly eyes. “The true plight of the weak is that they don’t know who the truly weak are.”

“How… how dare you? You...” Shocked and furious, one of the experts raised a hand and pointed at Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu could not be bothered to reply.

The [Blood Drinker Sword Pill] in his hand burst out a splendor before he worked up the Divine Emperor sword will and, in a flash, formed dozens of phantoms which looked just like him in the Void. As the blood-red sword will in his hand flickered indistinctly, the crowd of eagle-headed, human-bodied experts felt their vision blurring. Before they could react, those phantoms crossed over all of them and fused into a single person.

White robes, black hair, and a blood-red sword.

In the same manner as their former leader, these experts simultaneously turned into ashes and dispersed. This was a sight which came close to the deadly beauty of the blooming of dozens of Bloodflame Devil Flowers.

Given Ye Qingyu's present strength, he was not disadvantaged when facing Great Saints and was undefeatable by anyone below a Great Saint.

Moreover, he had summoned the [Blood Drinker Sword Pill] this time, ensuring a speedy end to the battle. He then devoured and absorbed the yuan qi essence from these experts in his continued quest to store energy in the [Blood Drinker Sword Pill].

The entire process happened all too quickly, such that everything had ended by the time the other people reacted. The outcome naturally left many people in astonishment.

The eagle-headed, human-bodied race held immense power among the Vast Thousand Domains and was said to have produced a Quasi-emperor before. Backed up by a solid foundation, it had all along behaved with great prominence, arrogance, and power. Therefore, that it had been instantly mowed down by this white-robed young human left several foreign race experts dumbstruck.

Orchid Saintess, too, widened her eyes in astonishment when she saw this scene.

Just a while ago, she had, out of good intentions, provided a warning to these two younger-generation humans, for fear that they would be killed as a result of their foolhardy behavior. She had not expected that this white-robed young man would be so powerful, for when ever had the Human Race produced such an amazing and peerless talent? Could it be…

The name of the young human talent who had rocked the Road of Chaos in recent times involuntarily popped up in her mind. Beside her, the Human Race experts who were led by the handsome middle-aged Saint were also astonished like never before. Their expressions became a little embarrassed when they recalled what they said earlier.

The black-robed, hooded, and masked figure among the crowd by the Heavenly River also uttered a low cry, apparently also surprised by what had transpired. Although the glimmer in his eyes began to scorch, he eventually stopped looking at the scene and instead turned to gaze at the mirror-like surface of the Heavenly River as if waiting for something.

After mercilessly slaying the experts of the eagle-headed, human-bodied race, Ye Qingyu walked toward the edge of the Heavenly River together with Hu Bugui.

Countless pairs of eyes turned toward him again.

The earlier battle had made many foreign race experts realize that these two humans were no kindly beings, hence they could not help becoming vigilant.

“Hmph, what a flex it was to kill just because of a few disagreeable words,” a voice sounded from the side.

Pausing his footsteps, Ye Qingyu turned his head to look over.

The voice came from a Feather Race expert with an indigo-blue face and cultivation which was around the pinnacle of the Saint realm. He wore a sneer on his face as he looked at Ye Qingyu with eager eyes. It was the same Saint who had made the remark about regretting not being the first to act against the duo when they were being obstructed by the eagle-headed, human-bodied experts, and who had called the duo cretins.

“What did you say?” Ye Qingyu's gaze was sharp and extremely powerful.

“I said that you, human cretin, made a great flex by killing and sparing none almost as soon as you arrived. Is it because you look down on us Saints?” The Feather Race expert replied in a ghastly tone.

Ye Qingyu smiled.

A bad premonition abruptly arose in the indigo-blue-faced expert’s mind.

However, before he could react, his vision blurred as Ye Qingyu's figure flashed and the Divine Emperor sword will reemerged. Human and sword eerily fused into one before sweeping past him in an interlocking fashion.

“You...” His figure froze.

Without turning his head back, Ye Qingyu took step after step toward the edge of the Heavenly River.

“You’re wrong. The only person I look down on is you.”

Ye Qingyu's voice sounded like a judgement.

Boom!

A bright-red splendor flickered like flames and flowing light.

The figure of the Feather Race expert turned into sparks and dissipated.

Even until his death, he did not expect that an expert of this level would appear among the Human Race, which he had believed to be a bunch of cretins who could be chopped into pieces at any time. Despite his pinnacle Saint realm strength and cultivation, he was killed even before he had summoned his divine life weapon.

Ye Qingyu's footsteps were very light.

There was silence all around.

This time, nobody else dared to provoke him.

If the deaths of dozens of eagle-headed, human-bodied race experts were not convincing enough, then the instantaneous death of this Feather Race pinnacle Saint should be sufficient to prove how terrifying this white-robed young human was. After all, for him to kill a pinnacle Saint at such speed probably meant that he was a Great Saint.

Ye Qingyu walked to the riverside.

Regardless of their race, every expert whom he passed by would turn their bodies and move away from him, afraid of blocking his way. The swift killing methods he had displayed had awed every foreign race expert such that nobody dared to look him in the eye anymore. When they saw his gaze sweeping toward them, they would hurriedly lower their heads in an unnatural fashion.

When a few Human Race experts saw what was going on, they could not help feeling uplifted and somewhat elated.

However, recalling that they did not take action and even dissuaded one another from doing anything when Ye Qingyu was surrounded, they concurrently felt ashamed and embarrassed as they walked forth to strike up a conversation with and cotton up to him.

He paid no attention to them.

However, when walking past Orchid Saintess, he paused his footsteps, turned his head, and offered a faint smile, saying, “Senior, thank you for speaking up earlier.”

Also rather embarrassed, she replied, “Actually, I didn’t help, I...”

Ye Qingyu cut her short. “No matter the case, it’s always touching to see someone rendering timely assistance. I owe you a favor, Senior.”

Stunned, she did not know what to say next.

The present Ye Qingyu was completely different from the killing maniac of earlier.

“Haha, young brother, you’re certainly really strong.” Wearing a smile on his face, the handsome middle-aged human Saint walked over and greeted Ye Qingyu. “I, the Thousand Illusion Elder of the Water Moon Domain, had never thought that I’d ever see a Heaven’s prideling like you emerging among the Human Race. This is reassuring to me, haha. These people are also human Saints. For us to meet here can be considered predestined, so perhaps we could join forces...”

Unexpectedly, however, Ye Qingyu did not even look at him.

The smile on the Thousand Illusion Elder’s face froze.

“What are you? How are you fit to join forces with me?”

Laughing grimly, Ye Qingyu turned and left together with Hu Bugui, soon reaching the riverside.

“You...” The Thousand Illusion Elder gnashed his teeth as he gazed at Ye Qingyu's back. He had felt grossly humiliated but, having seen how the Feather Race pinnacle Saint was killed as a result of saying one word too many, dared not say a further word, afraid of provoking this devilish youth.

By this time, some among the foreign race experts standing by the side finally came to their senses.

“Aha, I know who he is already,” one of them exclaimed as if he suddenly saw the light.

“Who is he?”

“He’s Ye Qingyu!”

“Ye Qingyu?”

“So it’s him!”

“Ye Qingyu, the [Ice Sword Killing God] and third deputy of the Human Race?”