The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 676 - 675: Ancestor Qian Kun

Chapter 676: Chapter 675: Ancestor Qian Kun

From behind, Mo Zidong, Ye Lingyi, Ye Lingzhu, and other well-known geniuses of the Primordial era were all injured to various degrees at this moment.

Looking at the young man, their eyes were filled with fear.

If, when facing other powerful beings, they felt oppressed yet still bore the heart to resist,

but now, in front of this Daoist-robed youth who seemed like an Immortal, they couldn’t even muster the will to resist, and felt only the urge to bow down and grovel!

The gap was simply too huge!

Boom!

However, at this moment, above Zhou Youwei’s Sky Dome, a terrifying anomaly appeared.

Half Fierce Sun, half Divine Moon.

Fiery Sun Divine Body, Mystic Ice Divine Body!

The two Divine Bodies erupted automatically at this moment.

It was as if they sensed the terrible threat.

Not only that, but "Sun and Moon Swinging Heaven and Earth" also burst forth at this very moment.

Zhou Youwei at this moment was like a Goddess descending to the mortal realm, her clothes fluttering, her ice-blue eyes filled with a serious hue.

Her bare hand was already on the hilt of the Divine Sun Sword.

Ready to unsheathe at any moment!

"Dual Souls? Or Dual Divine Body?" The Daoist-robed young man, who was previously questioning Ye Xuan, revealed a look of surprise, giving Zhou Youwei another glance.

But soon, the Daoist-robed youth smiled slightly and said, "Well then, having guarded the Qiankun Palace for so many years, it’s about time for some company."

"You’ll do nicely. From now on, stay in the Qiankun Palace and keep this seat company."

The Daoist-robed youth pointed towards Zhou Youwei.

Zhou Youwei bit down on her silver teeth, her eyes filled with anger.

The people behind her were even more terrified to their very core.

"Qiankun Pot, roll out here for this Emperor!" Ye Xuan, who had been silent until now, flashed a sharp look in his eyes and shouted sternly.

"I said, no loud noises within the Qiankun Palace!" The Daoist-robed youth’s gaze shifted lightly, once again falling upon Ye Xuan, his eyes flickering with a cold sharpness.

"Moreover, you deserve death for daring to address an ancestor by name!"

"A bunch of ants, meet your end here."

The Daoist-robed youth’s pure white horsetail whisk suddenly flicked lightly.

A stream of vital Qi appeared out of nowhere in the Void, rushing towards Ye Xuan.

At that instant, everyone’s faces changed dramatically, despair rising in their hearts.

They had been thrilled to witness a scene unlike any they had seen in their lifetimes.

But now, their joy turned to sorrow.

The opponent’s strength was far beyond their imagination.

And the opponent’s actions were tyrannical to the extreme, not giving them any chance to explain.

It was over!

At this moment, they were all utterly desperate.

Boom!

But just at this moment, an even more terrifying force suddenly erupted, instantly sweeping the streak of clear Qi completely away.

Ye Xuan lightly raised his right hand, and from the black jade ring on his thumb, a fearsome power burst forth.

The clear Qi that the Daoist-robed youth had shocked forth was suppressed by that power.

"Eh..." This made the Daoist-robed youth pause in surprise.

"Qiankun Pot, if you do not come out now, this Emperor will obliterate your physical and spiritual form!"

Ye Xuan’s expression was cold as he shouted solemnly.

His voice, with the amplification of mana, reverberated through the entire Qiankun Palace.

The Daoist-robed youth snorted coldly, "You brat, you must have come to the Qiankun Palace to cause trouble. In the entire Hengduan Mountain, there are few who dare make trouble in Qiankun Palace, tell me, are you sent by the Corpse Carriers?"

"Shut up!" Ye Xuan swept the Daoist-robed youth a cold look, unfazed in his black pupils.

The Daoist-robed youth was about to speak, but the moment he met Ye Xuan’s gaze, his entire being trembled as if he had witnessed an extremely terrifying entity.

A chill grew from within him, giving him the illusion of falling into an ice cellar.

At this moment, the Daoist-robed youth was somewhat panicked.

Could this guy have some remarkable background?

In the Hengduan Mountain, there were few who dared to make trouble in the Qiankun Palace.

Only the Paper Macher lineage and the Corpse Carriers were confrontational, and it was the Corpse Carriers who were often involved in conflicts.

Involuntarily, he categorized Ye Xuan and his companions as part of the Corpse Carriers.

But when did the Corpse Carriers begin to act so openly?

And those guys, they clearly didn’t resemble the sort.

Weak as could be.

"No, that’s not right, Hengduan Mountain opens every three thousand years, could these people have come from the outside world?" The Daoist-robed youth suddenly thought of a possibility.

Despite the fact that he stayed in the Qiankun Palace, he was aware of this matter.

By reckoning, it had indeed been three thousand years since the last opening of the Hengduan Mountain.

But he harbored a doubt in his heart—if someone had come from the outside, how would they know the location of Qiankun Palace, let alone be able to call out the name of its master, the Qiankun Ancestor?

The Dao-robed youth inexplicably felt a flutter of panic.

"Not coming out, are you?"

Seeing that there was still no response, Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul stirred.

Boom————

The next moment, the terrifying Emperor Soul swept across the entire Qiankun Palace with the unstoppable force of thunder, scanning every corner in a bid to locate the Qiankun Pot!

"What is this thing?!"

At the instant Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul was deployed, the Dao-robed youth instantly revealed a look of terror, no longer maintaining his previous air of superiority!

Ye Xuan paid him no mind and continued to search for the whereabouts of the Qiankun Pot.

Qiankun Palace was vast, resembling a Heavenly Court, with many mountains, caverns, and Divine Towers of the Heavenly Palace.

Cultivators below the Saint Realm, if they entered the Qiankun Palace, might very well get lost.

Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul, however, covered the entire Qiankun Palace in the blink of an eye, searching for the Qiankun Pot.

The people who had been in utter despair now saw a glimmer of hope at this moment and were profoundly shaken.

That existence, who seemed like an Immortal, actually feared Ye Xuan?!

This—?!

What’s going on?

Everyone was taken aback with bewilderment.

Zhou Youwei also looked at Ye Xuan next to her in astonishment, particularly stunned.

She had just personally experienced that terrifying pressure.

That Dao-robed youth was definitely stronger than any Saint Realm strong being she had ever met.

Yet, such a formidable being was actually afraid of her husband?

At the same time.

Qiankun Palace.

Within a hidden cave dwelling, an old man in hemp garb with white hair and beard sat cross-legged in the void, his breath intake and release emitting a dreadful aura.

It was as if he had engulfed an entire world.

The trembling revealed in the surrounding void was shocking.

He was the Qian Kun Ancestor, the one named by Ye Xuan as the Qiankun Pot.

He had been in seclusion here for god knows how many years.

Ever since the foundation of the Qiankun Palace, he had been guarding this place steadfastly.

If the master, the Undying Night Emperor, were to arrive, he would personally welcome him.

In the past, he would see the master coming here every so often.

But as time passed, there were no further visits from the master.

He still remembered the last time the master came, which was three million years ago.

Since then, there had been no more visits.

Guarding this place was insufferably dull, but he dared not desert his post; these were the master’s commands, and he had to follow them absolutely.

After much pondering, he guided a Qing Jiao to guard the Qiankun Palace in his stead and informed it that if anyone approached, it was to report to him immediately.

He feared missing the master’s arrival and not greeting him promptly would lead to anxiety.

For he knew the master’s terribleness...

The longer the seclusion went on, the more he forgot many things.

Or perhaps he had entered a self-forgetting state, unaware of the outside world.

Boom————

But just then, an extremely terrifying power swept over, darkening the skies as it passed.

In that instant, the Qiankun Ancestor, who had been in seclusion for who knew how long, suddenly opened his eyes, a flicker of excitement in his gaze.

"Master?!"

"This servant pays respects to the master!"

The Qiankun Ancestor suddenly stood up, then promptly knelt down on both knees, his expression excited as he prostrated himself on the ground.

"This Emperor thought you were dead," Emperor Soul instantly transformed into Ye Xuan’s visage, looking down indifferently at the kneeling Qiankun Ancestor. "It seems you have completely forgotten the Emperor’s command from back then?"

The Qiankun Ancestor trembled, voicing his fear, "This servant has always strictly adhered to the master’s command and has not left Qiankun Palace for a single step, master knows this!"

"Knows this?" Ye Xuan scoffed once and said, "Come to the entrance of Qiankun Palace immediately. If there’s no satisfactory explanation, this Emperor will obliterate you in body and spirit."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul disappeared, returning within his body and leaving behind the Qiankun Ancestor in fright and trepidation.

After Ye Xuan left, the Qiankun Ancestor stood up, his wrinkled face now displaying a look of terror.

’What on earth is going on, the master arrived, why did Qing Jiao not report?’

’Could it be...’

The Qiankun Ancestor’s eyes narrowed, a glint of murderous intent emerging.