Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 574 - The peerless pair in the past

Chapter 574 - The peerless pair in the past

Translator: Aran

Observing with the eye and becoming clear in the heart.

At this moment Ye Qingyu was carefully studying Liu Shaji's sword moves and sword intent. Although he was unable to completely comprehend, but from the faint scent he could instinctively feel his bones and limbs, like a trickle of water, being refreshed, experiencing the pure elevation of martial arts.

Vaguely, Ye Qingyu found himself seeming to have touched upon the doorstep of some new power.

At this time the feeling appeared to be faint and indistinct, but it was not nothingness; he needed to wait for the next opportunity to comprehend just what the feeling was.

After all, Ye Qingyu's forte in martial arts was swordsmanship, but having come to Clear River Domain, his consciousness had been trapped and had been unable to use his yuan qi. As a result he had just have been fighting with his physical strength, but his most proud martial arts secret skills were in fact, still the Human King, Divine Emperor, and the Common people, the three major sword techniques. The three great sword techniques were deep and profound. The most important thing for him was to see the elevation in the sword techniques of the world; in these days, Ye Qingyu had never neglected his cultivation, especially during the Storm Sword Duel gathering, where the major experts of Clear River Domain competed, and the lowest level expert that had mounted the stage was still a Bitter Sea expert. For Ye Qingyu it was definitely a sumptuous feast of his eyes.

By observing all the martial arts of the world, he naturally had some sort of comprehension in his heart.

It can be said that observing the Storm Sword Duel gathering, for Ye Qingyu, was even more important than a life and death experience.

His understanding and comprehension of martial arts was rising wildly.

And on the side of Ye Qingyu, the great thief Hu Bugui was also evidently shocked.

But after a short pause, he immediately burst into loud laughter.

“Hahahaha, I, old Hu, really have good taste. I surprisingly picked such a powerful brother, wow hahaha, Shaji, kill a few more Greater One chicken, haha, Brother Liu, I raise my glass to you.”

After saying that, he picked up a wine bowl in front with one hand and saluted in the direction of the Storm Platform, drinking joyfully.

Nan Tieyi’s face was also crossed with inerasable amazement.

Ever since he left his sect and came to know these wilful and strange martial artists, there were subtle changes happening in his heart through their influence.

Seeing Hu Bugui's action, he looked hesitant and seemed to struggle a little, but in the end without saying a word, he raised the wine bowl in front of him and saluted in the direction of the Storm Platform, before tilting his head to drink it in one gulp.

This already explained everything.

Nan Tieyi slowly put down the wine bowl, laughing and gently shaking his head at himself. He was impacted by the great thief Hu Bugui’s actions and unexpectedly did an action that exposed his feelings.

However, to drink to one’s heart’s content like that, he had never felt before in the past few decades.

Should he from now start considering just what was best for the Immortal Emperor Sect and for himself?

In the most noticeable place of a small floating peak, Old Fish was chewing a few tea leaves, eyes slightly narrowed, but there was not the slightest surprise.

But as he looked to the rotating white lotus flower at Liu Shaji’s foot, there was a little shock. As though he remembered something, he sank into deep thought.

This is interesting.

I remember before Qin Ming, that boy, reached the pinnacle, there was always an elegant scholar by his side, who liked to wear a white jade lotus robe...

……

On the Storm Platform.

Liu Shaji caught a glimpse of the actions on the small floating peak. A warm feeling flowed past from the depths of his heart.

A hundred years of lying undiscovered...

A hundred years of training...

Everything was in preparation for today.

The countless days and nights of loneliness, grief and indignation, how would ordinary people understand.

However, the life that was originally wrapped in enmity was so easily entered by these weird people through fate or by chance.

To meet these like-minded-but-from-different-background friends before the undertaking of his vengeance was an unexpected harvest.

Thinking of this.

Liu Shaji couldn’t help but lift his head skywards to laugh heartily.

At this time, standing on the seven petal lotus flower, imposing aura surging, gusts of yuan qi power swirling around his body, and dark hair fluttering in the wind, he looked extremely charming.

The White Lotus Immortal sword in his hands seemed to have sensed the joy in his heart, producing bursts of cheerful sword cries.

Swoosh!

Liu Shaji shook his wrist, sending an explosion of sword light streaking across the air unhindered, and the air was torn in a circular arc shaped gap.

“Old friend, today, drinking the blood of the enemy to your content, isn’t it great? We have not succeeded yet, old friend, can you come accompany me to enjoy another fight?

His eyes overflowed with cherish and pity, as if looking at his most precious treasure, and as if through the Immortal sword he saw his deceased parents and relatives, and fellow disciples.

The sword cry suddenly rose, the originally thin veil-like halo of light was now emitting a sparkling luster.

The White Lotus Immortal sword issued bursts of cries, like a melodious ancient sword song, like the clang of iron, stirring Liu Shaji’s hot bloodedness.

Swoosh!

The Immortal sword slashed across, and a tail of glistening white flowing light trailed behind.

The tip of the sword pointed again.

This time the direction that Liu Shaji was pointing at was the headmasters’ floating peak.

“Feng Wuhen, get up here to die.”

His voice had just faded away.

And the several floating peaks that had only calmed for a moment, was suddenly rumbling again as though a surprise bomb had been dropped.

Feng Wuhen was the Greater One Sect Spiritual Master's name.

The person that Liu Shaji challenged this time was unexpectedly the Greater One Spiritual Master.

“What? Did I hear it wrong? Who's he going to challenge?”

“What, is this kid crazy? Has he been taken over by the devil?”

“He's going to challenge the Greater One Spiritual Master? Does he know that Greater One Sect is planning to finish him off, so he thought he might as well take action first?”

“In any case, challenging the Master of the best sect in Clear River Domain is simply a road to death.”

“Maybe he thought that since he’s going to die anyway, he might as well die happily on the Storm Platform. If he falls in the hands of the Greater One Sect, he might be tortured to death as a result of their retribution...”

……

On the headmasters’ floating peak.

The Greater One Spiritual Master flew into a rage, eyes sparked with fury, on the verge of eruption.

In an instant his consciousness burst forth in fury, overwhelming imposing aura, and the wind and clouds within one thousand meters were raging. The weather and atmosphere had changed abruptly.

“Junior, you really think our Greater One Sect can’t do anything to you?”

His voice, like an earthshaking roar of thunder, resounded across the sky, vibrating in the ears of everyone. Many people saw stars dance before their eyes, pain in their ears and their mind thrown into disorder.

The yuan qi and consciousness power that erupted from him was like the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon. It instantly made everyone around the Storm Platform feel as though Mt. Tai was crushing their heart, suffocating, and their yuan qi was scattering about uncontrollably.

“You want to fight against my Greater One Sect by yourself? Who are you? I also participated in the battle back then, there was no such descendant as you in the White Lotus Immortal Sect back then...”

Greater One Spiritual Master had not quelled his anger, but within his eyes was a flicker of doubt as he questioned him.

Upon hearing this, Liu Shaji suddenly burst into laughter.

From the laughter, it seemed he had heard the best joke in the world.

“Feng Wuhen, you really don't know me?”

Liu Shaji ceased his laughter, his countenance grew cold. There was not the slightest smiling expression on his face, eyes flashing with anger and an unprecedented fierceness, like piecing cold ice, glaring firmly at Greater One Spiritual Master in the distance.

“Oh, when I was young, I called you Uncle Feng...” he said in a mocking tone.

“What?” Greater One Spiritual Master, upon hearing this, his body slightly shook, the tail of his brows gently quivered, and his complexion turned odd.

He carefully studied Liu Shaji, and as though remembered something, a look of disbelief crossed his face.

“You... you are...” The Greater One Spiritual Master's complexion began to change.

Liu Shaji looked to the endless void, seemingly recalling some old memories, then said each word loud and clear, “Before the White Lotus Mountain, Egrets fly. Within the misty water, batfish swims...” Suddenly he turned to the Greater One Spiritual Master, his eyes flashing with killing intent and hatred, and simply wanted to crush the person in front into dust. “Oh, back then, Uncle Feng you even taught me how to write poetry and paint, have you forgotten so quickly?”

The Greater One Spiritual Master suddenly realized something.

His body was suddenly shuddering like he had suffered a tremendous shock, lips trembling as he stammered incoherently: “You... You are Ji Changfa... Nephew Changfa, you...”

Opposite.

Liu Shaji had a cynical look on his face.

He was evidently enjoying the dumbstruck and abrupt change of expression that he had predicted on the face of the Greater One Spiritual Master.

“Ah, you still remember me, but I don’t dare accept you addressing me as Nephew Changfa.”

Liu Shaji slowly lowered his arm, slightly bowing his head.

White Lotus Immortal sword at this time was silently accompanying him, only radiating a soft fluorescent light.

By the time Liu Shaji lifted his head again, his eyes were unexpectedly glistening with tears, “In these hundreds of years, I have not forgotten who was it that used my father’s trust and was invited to participate in my White Lotus Sword Sect worship ceremony. And in this process, brought tea added with [Lotus Core Calamity] to my father, then coordinated with others to destroy my White Lotus Sword Sect... Feng Wuhen, your scheme back then, do you still remember it?”

When Greater One Spiritual Master heard Liu Shaji's questioning, he unexpectedly slightly looked down and did not refute.

His expression was constantly changing, sometimes it seemed to be immersed in thoughts, sometimes like he was recalling old memories, sometimes it looked displeased and annoyed, sometimes his eyes flickered with guilt, sometimes his eyes contained unswerving determination, and sometimes murderous intent was bursting out...

Liu Shaji coldly looked at Greater One Spiritual Master who had a strange complexion and seemed deep in thought, coldly saying, “What? A guilty conscience? Haha, hundreds of years ago, there were two people known as Clear River Domain’s peerless pair. Both were regarded as unequalled geniuses of Clear River Domain, one was you, Feng Wuhen, and the other was my White Lotus Sword Sect’s Ji Lingshan.” Here, a sentimental longing for the past flitted across Liu Shaji’s eyes. “My father and you were like-minded, of similar age, and became sworn brothers. He treated and cared for you like a real brother. Who would have imagined that you would used my father’s trust to collude with the traitors of White Lotus Sword Sect, and led the disciples of Greater One Sect into my White Lotus Sword Sect, and killed my Father and Mother, Uncle, Aunt, and my fellow disciples. 172 people in total.”

When Liu Shaji spoke of his grief and indignation, an insuppressible sorrow broke out.

He was close to roaring out loud, his eyes revealing endless sadness, despair, and hatred.

Even the air current and white light around him were suddenly mingled with many golden stars.

“Come, Feng Wuhen, on the Storm Platform, fight for your dignity and status. Today, I will peel off your hypocritical skin and flesh and let everyone see your dark, poisonous heart, so that we can get to know what a malicious and ruthless villain the Greater One Spiritual Master that they worship is!” Liu Shaji could not quell his furious emotions, firmly clasped the White Lotus Immortal sword. The originally quiet and still White Lotus Immortal sword at this moment was radiating a blazing white light, the cry of the sword shrill and tragic, stirring up everyone’s emotions.

It was only at this moment that everyone came to know of the inside story of the destruction of the White Lotus Sword Sect.