There is infinite space on all sides, both above and below.
A floating island hovers in the air, drifting around, forming an eternal and monotonous landscape.
This is the Realm of the Six Heavens, the place where the True Gods reside. To put it another way, it is a realm where only the Dao Realm can exist.
The target of Qing Yu’s challenge was the floating island with the open-air palace at the end of his gaze.
“Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, we will meet again.” Qing Yu said softly.
Six-star character cards were extremely precious, and each one would be treated as a BOSS by the system. In other words, no matter how many times a challenge was failed, the six-star character card would not disappear.
Over the past year, Qing Yu had challenged the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor several times, with the obvious result that they all ended in defeat.
The strength of the Sixth Heavenly Realm’s Abandoned Heavenly Emperor was so ridiculously high that every time Qing Yu challenged him, he would improve, but the next time, he still lost to him.
The Abandoned Emperor’s character card is as follows.
Name: Abandoned Emperor
Realm: Dao Realm
Object: None
Martial arts: “God’s Move”, “Reverse Demon Source
Evaluation: Earth, defiled again.
The character card information is simple enough, and Qing Yu knows all of the two martial arts listed. But Qingyu just can’t beat his opponent.
In the worldview of Peepli, it is called the “Dharma of accuracy”, and the Emperor has almost gone to the extreme, far surpa*sing Qing Yu.
This was the main reason for Qing Yu’s defeat.
However, in the past year, Qing Yu had gained a lot from his battles with the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, and his own improvement was amazing.
It was also because he had been muffled, otherwise he would have certainly shocked the eyes of the Buddha and the Daoist Ancestor.
“Then, let’s begin the sixth encounter.”
Qing Yu shook his head and sighed, stepping out with a single step, his figure appearing directly in the glorious hall at the end of his gaze.
Then, to be greeted with the words –
“There you are again, my son.”
That was the reason why Seinfeld shook his head and sighed; there was a hangman who had to take him for a son.
“How many times have I told you that I am not your son,” sighed Clearfeather, “you have only one son who has already committed suicide after sending you back to heaven.”
Silver Festive Zhu Wu, the dutiful son of the Thunderbolt Belt, who volunteered to die at the hands of Cang after killing his old father with his hands and feeling guilty. (Laughs)
(In reality, he did not want his old father to rise from his coffin and bury the possibility of the Abandoned Emperor coming down to earth again by committing suicide.)
“I can’t afford a ghostly father like you who pits his son.” Qing Yu said.
The devil knew what kind of mentality the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor had, he had to recognize himself as his son, and it was useless to say it as many times as possible. Who would want this kind of ghost father who might use his son’s body as a vessel at any time?
To be honest, every time Qing Yu heard the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor say “my son”, he felt that the B*****d wanted to descend into his world through his own body.
“Zhu Wu is too obsessed with unnecessary emotions, that’s why I descended to the realm of suffering myself. If he could fulfill the duties I gave him, there would be no need for me to come down to earth myself.”
The Heavenly War God, dressed in a magnificent white divine costume, with three thousand white hairs and a divine aura, stood before the divine throne and looked at Qing Yu from above, “Compared to your brother Zhu Wu, my son is quite like me. I see in you both destruction and creation, the origin of demons, and I am very satisfied.”
“I’ve said I’m not your son,” Qing Yu once again stressed helplessly, “This Holy Devil Origin Tire of mine was taken from me, and even if it was, the original owner of this Holy Devil Origin Tire was your son ——”
“No, the original owner of this body should be your grandson.”
The Saint Demon Primordial Fetus does not appear so easily, even if it is the son of the Saint Demon Primordial Fetus, it will not be the Saint Demon Primordial Fetus.
Qing Yu, the body of this Saint Demon Primordial, was conceived within the body of Silver Festive Zhu Wu’s wife, Nine Scourges, with her own soul and that of her two sons, and in terms of generation, she should be considered the grandson of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor.
Anyway, no matter what, Qing Yu was determined not to let another father come out of his head for no reason.
“The holy demon births are all my creations, so what is wrong with me saying that you are my son?” The Abandoned Heavenly Emperor said, “I care more about the consistency of my philosophy than the belonging of my soul, if the paths are different, even if you are my son Zhu Wu, I will not begrudge you to kill you.”
In the end, the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor was a heartless, heartless, high-minded god, and the so-called father-son relationship was nothing more than an illusion to him.
In the original story, the reason why he kept his hands off Silver Festive Zhuwu was actually because he wanted to use his opponent’s body as a spare vessel. Unfortunately, he didn’t expect that Silver Festive Zhuwu had already figured out this trick, so he used it as a ploy to undermine Emperor Abandoned Heaven and send his old father to heaven.
“Enough of this nonsense, I am not here today to talk to you.”
The golden-black pupils met the golden-blue pupils, and the dragon pattern appeared in Qing Yu’s eyes, as the twin phases of the Holy Demon overlapped, “I have come to kill you or be killed by you.”
The Abandoned Heavenly Emperor before him was the original body in the Realm of the Six Heavens, with immeasurable strength and without the weaknesses of the Saint Demon Primordial, a truly perfect form.
Although the Holy Demon Primordial Embryo was a vessel created in imitation of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor’s merit body, it was still far worse than his true body.
It was also the Saint Demon Primordial that Qing Yu had completely refined, fused with the Candle Dragon’s essence blood and transformed it into his own body, or else he might have lost without a fight the moment he faced the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor’s true body.
“It seems that you are still undying, my son.”
The thick divine might caused the floating island to sink, and the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor unleashed his true essence, his overwhelming aura spreading unrestrainedly, mercilessly destroying and annihilating everything.
Having fought with this cheap son several times, the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor had understood his opponent’s indomitable fighting spirit, so today, he was going to give Qing Yu another defeat.
“Hand of God.”
A huge divine hand poured down and covered Emperor Abandoned in front of his divine throne, and the wild Qi energy embraced the divine hand and pushed it forward, bending the huge pillars along the way under the powerful force.
“You are too naive to use my moves against me, my son.”
The two golden and red hands collided, and Qing Yu’s “God’s Hand” was instantly crushed.
Just like what the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor said, using his move against him was a naive idea in itself.
“So, it was just a front.”
The shadow of the candle dragon embraced Qing Yu and flew up into the air, the dragon pattern deepening in a pair of golden-black pupils, light and darkness appearing simultaneously between this heaven and earth.
Half of the sky went dark, and the darkness that occupied half of the sky appeared in the Realm of the Six Heavens in the Land of Eternal Light, and there, at the junction of that darkness and light, were two figures with similar auras.
“Yin and Yang cut the dim dawn.”
Using the junction of light and darkness as a dividing line, the ten thousand images were thus divided and each returned to light and darkness.
This was the first time that Qing Yu had ever displayed a move in the eyes of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor; before that, because he knew in his heart that he could not defeat the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, Qing Yu had always given him a beating with an attitude of seeking to learn.
The harder he was beaten, the more Qing Yu learned, which is why Qing Yu’s refinement in this year far exceeded that of the last nine years.
As for why he had to use his hidden moves today?
It was because Qing Yu wanted to test what he had learnt.
