Those who looked at the emperor-level creatures looked shocked.
The First Emperor of Shinra was defeated!
Qin Xuan's body also suffered heavy injuries.
Just a statue of the First Emperor, placed in the Ancient Plains, could be destroyed by Qin Changqing with a wave of his hand, but now, with all his strength, he barely managed to win.
If he really wanted to fight for his life, he might be able to kill the Shinra First Emperor, but he would have to pay an unimaginable price.
This is only the pass on the thirty-third day.
Above, there are thirty-two heavens.
Qin Xuan raised his eyes, as if he wanted to take in the scenery of the thirty-second heaven.
After a few breaths, he withdrew his gaze and returned to the pass without saying a word.
"He is able to defeat Shinra, and his speed surpasses the realm of time. Looking at this place, we are probably no match for him." A great emperor-level creature said this about Qin Xuan.
Some emperor-level creatures frowned, but in the end, they did not refute.
The First Emperor of Shinra may not be the strongest in this pass, but if he wants to defeat the First Emperor of Shinra, there are only a few people in this ancient snowfield.
What's more, from Qin Xuan's sword, they saw Qin Xuan's intention of fighting. Even if his body was shattered, he would still kill him with this sword.
Who in this level can resist such a decisive sword?
In the pass, Qin Xuan recovered his damaged body.
He also realized the benefits of this sword.
Beyond the speed of time, he can see many results, but those results may not be all.
On the contrary, in the previous battle with the Shinra First Emperor, it was precisely because he saw the results that he finally retreated.
Sometimes, the destined result will actually affect his Taoist heart and his decision.
Even if this is the final result, so what?
Just like in China, all living beings are born towards death.
They are destined to die, but there are still people who are willing to strive for this life and transcend heaven and earth. In the end, they will live as long as heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and moon.
This is the true meaning of cultivation.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already fifteen days later and Qin Xuan appeared in the pass.
When many emperor-level creatures saw Qin Xuan, they nodded and acknowledged it.
But Qin Xuan said directly, "I want to travel to the eternal snowfield, is there anyone willing to go with me?"
His words stopped many emperor-level creatures.
Some emperor-level creatures frowned.
"Qin Changqing, there is more than one wild spirit in the ancient snowfield. Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Once they step into the eternal snowfield, those wild spirits will realize that the final result will be to be buried in the eternal snowfield." Some emperor-level creatures said, feeling that Qin Xuan was wishful thinking.
Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I just don't want to stop at this level. Even if I guard this level for thousands of years, I will still be just a prisoner in prison."
"Escape from the prison cage and see everything, that is the meaning of spiritual practice."
"You don't need to persuade me. If anyone is traveling with me, just come and find me!"
"I will wait here for three days!"
As soon as the voice fell, Qin Xuan closed his eyes and stood with his hands behind his back.
Many emperor-level creatures looked at the white clothes with different expressions.
"Prisoners in a cage? We are not real living beings. Instead of waiting for wild spirits to attack and destroy us, we should take a step forward."
"It's interesting. It turns out that what's blocking this level is not the wild spirits, but us!"
"The eternal snowfield, it seems that I have never seen the scenery inside."
Several great emperors were moved. They were originally unruly people, and they existed in all eras.
In this high heaven outside, you can only stay in this pass, waiting for the wild spirits to attack again and again.
"Stepping into the eternal snowfield means falling. Although we are transformed by our will, don't forget that we are a line of defense. If the pass is broken, what will be the consequences?"
"Don't be deceived by Qin Changqing. He has only been here for a long time. He has no idea about the terror of wild spirits."
"Go ahead. If you want to die, no one will stop you."
There were also great emperor-level creatures who looked indifferent, left a few words, and turned around to leave.
Qin Xuan waited here, but for three consecutive days, no one could go with him or keep him company.
Just when Qin Xuan opened his eyes, he sighed softly, and was about to step into the eternal snowfield alone, a voice slowly sounded.
"Let's go and see the eternal snow. Maybe, where is the right place for it to wither."
Qin Xuan looked at it, and his eyes were slightly startled.
The visitor is not from this gate, but Taimeng, the woman from Cangtian Village.
Tai Meng at this moment is different from his previous image.
She was covered with a golden battle armor and a bloody cloak, floating behind her.
She looked at Qin Xuan and said slowly: "Qin Changqing, I will go with you!"
Qin Xuan smiled when he heard this, "It's an honor!"
Under the astonished gazes of some emperor-level creatures, the two of them stepped towards the outside of the pass.
But just outside the pass, a figure has been waiting here for a long time.
This person is none other than the First Emperor of Shinra.
When he saw the two of them, he said slowly: "If you beat me once, I will accompany you."
"You are a good young man. After seeing the horror of the eternal snowfield, you returned to the pass."
Qin Xuan looked at Shinra First Emperor and chuckled, "I have seen too many horrors, but I have never been afraid."
"I'm just thinking about how to put this so-called terror under my feet."
The First Emperor of Shinra snorted coldly, and then the three of them stepped forward and disappeared into the vast white snow.
Outside the pass is an endless expanse of white snow, and the temperature inside will affect even the emperor-level creatures.
The body will gradually become stiff, and even the power of the Great Emperor in the body will move sluggishly, as if it is being hindered.
As we go deeper, even snow no longer exists here. The snow under our feet is thousands of times harder than soil.
It was as if even the wind had frozen, and even the sounds had been wiped away by the extreme cold.
The bodies of Qin Xuan, Taimeng, and Shenluo Shihuang were also greatly affected.
"It is rumored that this ancient snowfield evolved under the influence of a coffin slave's ice coffin."
"The deeper you go, the greater the impact, which means the closer you are to the existence of the coffin slave." Tai Meng said slowly from the side, "If the three of us encounter the coffin slave, there is absolutely no chance of survival.
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"If that coffin slave could attack at will, the ancient snowfield's sky barrier would not be able to stop it and would have been shattered long ago."
"Whatever it is, we should prevent this coffin slave from taking action." Qin Xuan looked at Tai Meng.
In Cangtian Village, Taimeng should have told him something, but Taimeng didn't say anything, which made him suffer a lot.
"If the Coffin Slave takes action, we will naturally have a corresponding strong person take action, such as an existence like the Thirteen Extreme Emperors." Taimeng said quietly: "In addition, the reason why the Coffin Slave sealed himself in the coffin is to avoid it.
Due to the erosion of time, once they wake up, they will not be able to sleep again for a long time."
"Erosion of time?" Qin Xuan frowned. Those who are transcendent should be indelible in the endless years.
"It's an erosion of consciousness!" Taimeng pointed to his head, "After they have gone through so many years, their consciousness will be erased. Even if it is not erased, it will be damaged, or their will will be affected, etc. For them, it is all
It’s a disaster.”
"So, use the power of transcendence, combined with the treasure, to refine it into a coffin, seal it inside, and nourish yourself to survive the years. When the opportunity comes, wake up from the coffin and compete for the opportunity."
Taimeng was still talking, but in the next moment, the three of them turned pale at the same time and disappeared from the spot.
The hard snow melted tens of thousands of feet in an instant, and a vast white mist covered a hundred miles in radius.
In this vast white mist, Qin Xuan raised his thin lips slightly.