Qin Xuan swung a sword, and all the emperor-level creatures outside the ancient snowfield changed their expressions.
They felt the artistic conception of Qin Xuan's sword, which transcended everything in the world and achieved the eternity of the true self.
This Qin Changqing's way is beyond everything in this world.
Even if he is a contender, he is just a stepping stone for Qin Changqing.
Not only the emperor-level creatures outside Tianguan, but also the Strugglers were aware of it.
The other three wild spirits also slowly looked over. They did not take action, but felt a little surprised by Qin Xuan's artistic conception.
It's as if someone was surprised to see that ants can actually write poems.
"It's ridiculous. You're just scratching the surface of my power, and you're trying to use it to defeat me?"
"It's just a vain hope. I should let you understand what real power is."
Yan Gu's voice slowly entered Qin Xuan's consciousness.
In an instant, Yan Gu slowly reached out his hand, and in his hand was a world.
Yes, it is a universe. If the real universe were magnified hundreds of millions of times, there would probably be countless stars and even living beings within it.
However, now Fang Huanyu has become the size of a square.
Yan Gu looked at Qin Xuan with disdain in his eyes, and a bright fire suddenly appeared in the world in his hand.
It's like the stars all over the sky are lit up, so gorgeous that it's hard to describe the colors in terms of quantity.
"That's...the flame that gathers the will of countless living beings?"
"There are even more than a hundred eternal beings. There are powerful beings in that square universe, and there are even great emperor-level beings."
"The fire of inheritance, the fire of hope, the fire of war, the fire of destruction..."
The emperor-level creatures present felt too much from it.
At this moment, they were shocked, because this is the true power of this bone.
He truly turned a world, no, a civilization, into his own weapon.
The will of all living beings within it has turned into its own eternal divine fire over an unknown period of time.
This kind of flame is no longer within the control of the Great Emperor.
This is almost the power of the Creator. The great emperor can open a world and control a day, but no great emperor has ever claimed to be the creator.
The extremely bright flame slowly floated out, and Yan Gu exuded an unprecedented aura and momentum.
"The little thief who stole my power thought he could surpass me."
"This is ridiculous and ignorant to the extreme. Now, you should understand what true despair is."
As soon as the voice fell, the bright fire fell directly towards Qin Xuan.
The speed is very slow, but unstoppable.
Not to mention the emperor-level creatures, even the wild spirits who are also contenders would not choose to withstand this attack.
But Qin Xuan looked at it and refused to retreat or avoid it.
He looked at the brilliance, civilization, inheritance, years, etc., all living beings, the eternal flame condensed in the long river of history.
In his hand, the Endless Sword rose slowly.
This sword was slashed out, and in an instant, a vast spring rain seemed to emerge between the sky and the earth.
These spring rain-like sword energy fell on the bright fire, like an egg striking a stone, and all the sword energy was destroyed in an instant.
Tai Meng and Shinra Shihuang looked at each other, and they were about to take action.
This kind of power has surpassed many emperor-level creatures. If he doesn't take action, Qin Changqing may really fall.
Even if he is fused with true treasures and fused with transcendent things, he, Qin Changqing, is not a real contender, or even a great emperor-level creature.
He only has the qualification to ascend to heaven, not that he is in heaven.
But at this moment, Taimeng said, "Wait!"
The First Emperor of Shinra was slightly startled, and he looked at Taimeng with confusion.
"Perhaps, it may not be as we imagined." Taimeng said slowly, "His sword has not reached the end yet!"
Shinra was stunned and looked up again.
No amount of drizzle can extinguish the scorching fire.
But at this moment, with Qin Xuan as the center, as the endless spring rain fell, buds actually sprouted in the void.
This scene made many emperor-level creatures, including the three contenders, stare at it.
Young shoots sprout and turn into weeds. The weeds spread over the ground and become plains.
Countless green grass, full of vitality, appeared outside the sky.
Everything was transformed by Qin Changqing's sword.
Yan Gu looked at it, its eyes became more and more disdainful, and saw the bright fire slowly falling.
boom!
In an instant, countless green weeds were burned to death under the flames.
Instead, a monstrous bright fire was burning, and a flame turned into a monstrous sea of fire, approaching Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan was in this sea of fire, but he never moved. He allowed the flames to come towards him.
However, just when the flames were about to come, the spreading flames suddenly stopped.
Under the horrified gazes of all the great emperors, on the originally burned grassland, the wild grasses turned into ashes, but unexpectedly, new shoots sprouted up again.
It's like a reincarnation, and more importantly, the new weeds are still standing under the bright flames, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This time, those flames could no longer burn these new weeds.
Yan Gu also saw it, and in an instant, the bright fire burst out with terrifying power again.
A ripple spread to the growing weeds, smashing them into pieces.
"It's ridiculous, you think..."
Yan Gu was still speaking, but the next moment, its voice suddenly stopped.
Because, the weeds that had been shattered actually regenerated again, and the buds grew stronger and tougher, not afraid of the fire, and unbreakable by the impact of power.
Just like Qin Xuan, no matter how powerful the force is along the way, he cannot be defeated.
The only change for him, Qin Changqing, is to be reborn from the ashes and overcome everything.
The same is true for his Tao, which is destroyed in desperate situations and reborn in destruction.
This sword is like a grassland all over the world, but every blade of grass, every reincarnation, every rebirth, contains the meaning of Qin Changqing, the way to immortality, and the power of eternity.
Until, the weeds grew and covered the flames. Even though the Yan bones were able to stimulate the bright fire, they could no longer shake the growing weeds.
A leisurely voice rose to the sky and the earth.
"The grass on the plains grows old and flourishes every year;"
"Wild fire, in spring."
In this world, a man in white clothes holds a sword, with thin lips slightly parted, reciting the poems that were once so popular among the stars as small as dust in the vast starry sky, that even children can recite them loudly.
When the last word fell, he, Qin Changqing, had broken through the endless flames and appeared in front of Yan Gu.
With a sword chant, the weeds covering the outside of the pass turned into huge waves, rising into the sky and falling on Yan Gu's body one after another.
The weeds are gone and the endless sword falls.
In the ancient snowfield, one of the five wild spirits, Yan Gu, died!