Qin Yu stared blankly at the master in the coffin, the tears gathering in his eyes could hardly be contained and threatened to overflow.
The word "good" was like a huge stone hitting his heart, making Qin Yu's heart tremble uncontrollably.
A simple word, but it contains all kinds of helplessness and concession.
Qin Yu had guessed the master's cultivation level before. Qin Yu came up with the result that he was the peak god, but he didn't expect that he was an ancient god!
Qin Yu knew exactly what the ancient gods meant in the three divine heavens.
It is said that he stands in the highest rank of the three gods. How respected is the status of such a person?
But now, for his own sake, the Master, faced with the invisible "I don't know what is good or bad", actually answered with the word "good"?
Qin Yu stared at the frail Emperor in the coffin, his heart twisting like a knife.
To this point, it can even be said that the end is approaching. Before dying, he still traveled through mountains and rivers to reach the first heaven.
What makes Qin Yu even more painful is that before his death, his master was humiliated and oppressed by others for his own sake...
The tears in his eyes could no longer be held back, and they all overflowed, turning into big hot tears across his face.
"Master!!" Qin Yu whispered softly.
Yin Wuxing didn't even look at Qin Yu. He stared at the emperor's soul with a arrogant smile on his lips.
Yin Wuji and Emperor Hun were from the same era, to be precise, Yin Wuji was one generation younger.
Since the hundreds of tribes were defeated and retreated to the three great gods, many monks have been trapped in this cage, and Yinwujing and Emperor Hun are among them.
In that unprecedented battle, countless powerful men were killed. Although Emperor Soul survived, he was seriously injured and almost lost his soul.
Over the years, although his injuries have recovered, his cultivation has remained unchanged and he has been in the middle stage of the Ancient God.
In the past, Yinwujing was only at the peak of the God Realm. After years of hard training, he finally survived the fifth calamity of the God Realm and entered the Ancient God Realm. Now he is also a middle-stage Ancient God cultivator.
After that battle, as one of the few remaining ancient gods, Emperor Soul's status was extremely respected. At that time, Yin Wuhen had to respectfully call him "Senior" when he saw him.
Yin Wuxing didn't expect that Emperor Soul would still be alive after countless years, so he was polite to Emperor Soul at first.
After confirming that the emperor's soul was hanging by a thread, how could Yinwujing still be polite?
Besides, why couldn't he hear Emperor Soul's concession? The more Emperor Soul gave in, the more fearless he became.
"No, I'm waiting here. Just do whatever you want." Emperor Hun said weakly, his eyelids drooping slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment.
In the face of powerful enemies, although the Emperor Soul brought all the power of the Soul Taming Sect, these powers were almost negligible when faced with the ancient gods.
Not to mention, there are dozens of gods watching eagerly.
"Let's go back to the sect with me!" Yin Wuxing said loudly after casting his eyes to the Emperor Soul.
The situation of the four major sects was unknown, and he did not want to delay here any longer. Moreover, some things could not be determined in a day or two, so it would be better to return to the Yin Sect first.
"Emperor Soul, if you want to follow you to the Yin Sect, our Yin Sect will naturally welcome you to the utmost. If it is inconvenient for you to go, after a few years, I will personally send him back to your Soul Control Sect." Yin Wuhen looked at the Emperor.
Soul, said with a faint smile.
"Without a trace, I can no longer travel across mountains and rivers, so why not just stay here." Emperor Hun said weakly.
If you run to the Yin Sect, the Emperor's Soul may not be able to sustain it.
Daniel, Yuan Hunzi, the leader of the Soul Controlling Sect, and others all burst into tears. They knew that the ancestor's life had entered a countdown.
Qin Yu looked at Emperor Hun with a pale face, filled with guilt in his heart.
Long Zun and others looked solemn. Although they did not know the Emperor Soul, there was also a look of loneliness in their expressions.
This is an ancient god, I never expected that he would end up like this.
Yin Wuxing frowned and looked at Emperor Soul, and said: "I told you, if it's inconvenient for you, I will send him to your Soul Control Sect. Could it be that you don't believe me?"
The emperor's soul in the coffin looked at Yinwu trace with cloudy eyes and said nothing.
"However, if you give me the three secret realms of your Soul Control Sect, I can satisfy you!" Yin Wuxing stared at Emperor Hun.
Because they were from the same period, they naturally knew the background of the Soul Taming Sect.
After knowing that Qin Yu was the disciple of the Emperor Soul, and knowing that the Emperor Soul had only breathed its last breath, Yin Wujie had other thoughts in his mind.
That is to get the three secret realms of the Soul Control Sect.
This is why Yin Wuhen said that he would personally send Qin Yu to the Soul Taming Sect!
To put it bluntly, I am here to ask for the three secret realms!
There was a cold chill in Emperor Hun's turbid eyes. He did not expect that Yin Wuhen would actually have the idea to control the three secret realms of Hun Sect.
"You know, you can't stop me now, so why don't you hand me over to protect the inheritance of the Soul Control Sect." Yin Wugen said calmly, with no concealment of the threat in his words.
The strong men of the Soul Taming Sect spit out fire from their eyes, wishing they could twitch Yin Wuxin's muscles, peel off his skin, and even more wish they could directly refine him!
"It depends on whether you...have a...destiny with the secret realm. Countless people have tried to conquer...the three major secret realms for countless years, and many of the people who died in...the three major secret realms have...immortal existences." Emperor Soul said weakly.
There was a smile on Yin Wuhen's face and he said: "Emperor Soul, you don't have to scare me. I will find out when the time comes."
With that said, Yin Wuhen looked at the powerful men of the four major sects, grabbed Qin Yu directly, and said: "Let's go!"
"Yin Wuhen, I keep retreating again and again, why do I have to break up with each other?" Emperor Hun looked at Yin Wuhen and said weakly.
"Haha, tear your face apart? So what if you tear your face apart?" Yin Wugen put his hands behind his back and looked at the emperor's soul in the distance.
"Bang!" The crystal lid of the jade coffin burst violently, and the man lying upright in the jade coffin slowly took a step forward.
His face, which was still very old before, changed drastically, and he returned to his middle-aged appearance in less than three breaths.
The originally skinny body also expanded rapidly, so that the wide black robe actually looked bloated.
Seeing this, Yin Wugen grabbed Qin Yu and threw him to one side, saying: "Keep an eye on him to prevent them from robbing people!" As he said that, Yin Wugen strode towards Emperor Soul.
Along with his steps, the boundless power of law condensed into a turbulent wave of law, sweeping the world and pressing down on the emperor's soul.
And the clothes on his body exploded, revealing a dark black battle armor. The battle armor bloomed with colorful light, and a battle ax that was about ten feet long appeared in his hand. The battle ax was gilded and covered with dense divine patterns.
, also exudes colorful light, which is extraordinary at first glance.
"I haven't done anything for a long time, I hope you won't disappoint me!!" Yin Wugen held the battle ax in both hands and stepped towards the Emperor Soul.
"Master! Break through his defense and I can kill him!!"
Just when Emperor Soul was about to ask Yuan Hunzi and others to take Qin Yu away by force, Qin Yu's voice exploded in Emperor Soul's mind.
Emperor Soul's eyes flashed, and he did not doubt Qin Yu's words. His lips wriggled and he weakly uttered three words: "Burn!"