However, as soon as Hun Tianmie finished speaking, a cold and indifferent sneer came from behind him. "Because you invaded the Temple of Literature." Hearing this joking and indifferent voice, Hun Tianmie and his two men's expressions suddenly changed at the same time. "Who?!" They suddenly turned around and took a closer look. It was Ye Qing, wearing a white robe and holding the Taibai sword, walking slowly towards them from a distance. "You...you are..." Feeling the terrifying immortal aura on Ye Qing, Hun Tianmie reacted instantly and said in astonishment, "Ye Huang, Ye Qing?!" "I didn't expect that even you, the blood-eating beasts, knew my reputation. It's really not an honor for me at all." Ye Qing said calmly, "You, the Burial God Clan, are so stupid that you actually came to invade the Confucian Temple." "The Confucian Temple is the heritage of human culture and a sacred place for all nine states in the world."
"If the Confucian Temple falls, human civilization will end, just as you ancient descendants wish." "That's why you, the God Burial Clan, have become the target of public criticism." Listening to Ye Qing's Sanskrit chanting, Hun Tianmie felt a strong sense of crisis. Kuang Mang beside him was fearless and sneered, "Haha, three of the Four Emperors have already appeared, so you won't be a big difference." "We, the God Burial Clan, are not as useless as the Undead Clan." "I will kill you first, and then I will slowly deal with those three guys!" After saying that, Kuang Mang flashed and rushed towards Ye Qing first. His six cushion-like palms condensed into an inky black murderous aura, filled with murderous intent, and slammed towards Ye Qing fiercely. "Six-annihilation funeral!" However, facing the brutal and fierce killing move, Ye Qing remained calm and stood there motionless. The moment Kuang Mang rushed in front of him, he slowly raised the immortal sword Taibai in his hand. "Tian Ji!" A sword beam flashed out, and the wild and noisy noise instantly fell silent. Including the chaotic battlefield, it was as if the mute button was pressed, and everything in the world was silent. Kuang Mang widened his eyes in disbelief. The pupils of the six eyes in the three heads suddenly shrank at the same time, revealing deep fear. The next second, Ye Qing blasted out with a sword. The moment it came into contact with Kuangmang, his burly body instantly dissipated. The body and soul were completely destroyed, turned into dust and drifted away. "You, the God Burial Clan, are indeed different from the Undead Clan."
Ye Qing smiled and said, "It can be killed with just one strike. It is much easier to deal with than those cockroaches of the Undead Clan." This terrifying and domineering attack shocked all the soldiers of the God Burial Clan present, and their fighting spirit was shaken and their morale was low. Hun Tianmie and An Tie in front of him were also stunned, and their bodies were shaking violently. "Immortal... Immortal?!" An Tie's eyes widened in disbelief, "How is this possible?!" "According to the Immortal Emperor, when you attacked Immortal Mountain, you only possessed the power of an immortal." "How is it possible that you have become a true immortal in just one year?!" Possessing the power of an immortal is completely different from becoming a real immortal. If it was just the power of an immortal, all three of them possessed it. At the peak of his power, he could even kill immortals. However, becoming a true immortal means having the power of an immortal to dominate all living things and control life. They are now definitely not the real enemies of the immortals. Hun Tianmie's face was also full of incredible shock, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The road to becoming an immortal has not been opened for tens of thousands of years." "How could anyone become an immortal in this era?!" "Who said that there are no immortals in our human race?" Ye Qing said calmly: "With ancient blood descendants like you causing chaos in the world, there will naturally be immortals born to restore order." "If you don't stay in the ancient forbidden area peacefully, it will be the beginning of your ancient bloodline disappearing and being wiped out." "Slut!" Ye Qing raised the immortal sword Taibai again, and streams of immortal power gathered at the sword tip. The moment he performed this move, the immortal eye on Ye Qing's forehead burst out with dazzling white light. Under the reflection of the white light, Hun Tianmie and An Tie both felt as if they were being stared at by the Immortal Emperor. Their bodies were cold as ice, numb and without any feeling, unable to move at all. Ye Qing swung his hand slowly and a sword beam blasted towards the dark iron. From beginning to end, Dark Iron did not put up any resistance and was unable to escape or dodge. He just stood there motionless, allowing the sword light to hit his neck and crush him into powder, destroying both his body and soul. This is the majesty of the immortal. If an immortal wants to kill a weak person, the weak person has no chance to resist. Some even kneel down and bow their heads to thank God for His grace. In the blink of an eye, his left and right arms were destroyed by Ye Qing's two swords. The only one left, Hun Tianmie, looked as pale as death and fell to his knees on the ground with a thud.
The Three Emperors had just appeared, and Hun Tianmie was still thinking about how to respond. However, the moment Ye Qing appeared in the world, Hun Tianmie understood. In this war, the God Burial Clan will be the first to leave the battlefield. And in this dark turmoil, they, the ancient bloodlines, will also be completely defeated. "Kneeling down and surrendering is a sign of knowing the times." Ye Qing smiled faintly and said, "In that case, I will first slaughter all your people." "You will become the last member of the Burial God Clan to die in this world." After that, Ye Qing pointed his sword at the sky again and shouted, "Scorching sun!" A blazing red light emerged from the sword, surged into the air, and condensed into a fiery red sun image. One after another, blazing sword energy dropped from the sky like shooting stars, launching a devastating attack on the densely packed soldiers of the God Burial Clan. These sword energies were like meteorites wrapped in flames, and each strike would kill dozens of soldiers from the God Burial Clan. Thousands of sword energies intertwined together and converged into a swan song of the extinction of the God Burial Clan. Master Xuankong, Mo Kuangzi and Dongfang Liren also opened fire at full power, coordinating with Ye Qing's Fiery Sun Sword Technique, and struggled to slaughter these invaders whose hands were stained with the blood of their human race. In an instant, tens of thousands of soldiers from the Burial God Clan who invaded the Confucian Temple were all burned to ashes, and no one survived. Witnessing the annihilation of all the elite members of his own clan, Hun Tianmie was filled with despair, looking as pale as death. But the moment Ye Qing turned his head to look at him, he still felt the fear of death. His whole body trembled and he said in a trembling voice, "Emperor Ye, I... I know I am wrong..." "I am willing to go back to the ancient forbidden area and never come out again in this life. I beg Emperor Ye to spare my life!" Ye Qing couldn't help but wonder, "Spare your life?" "Your right-hand man, your people, have all been wiped out." "As the patriarch, do you still have the dignity to live in this world?" "Also, why should I spare your life?" (End of this chapter)