Tian Yuan

Chapter 2140 Recognized opponent, follow me

"According to the clan's records, he is the only opponent recognized by Emperor Qiheng."

Chu Mo said solemnly.

The only recognized opponent!

Chen Qingyuan was slightly shocked and stood in awe.

Pei Qianshan was recognized by Emperor Qiheng, which was a great honor. Even the many emperors of the past ages were inferior to Pei Qianshan.

"In a head-on battle, fighting alone, he wielded the Canglan Blade and cut down a hundred stars with one strike."

"That strike was incredibly brilliant, burning his precious blood and unleashing a mighty power far exceeding that of the Divine Bridge. It injured Emperor Qiheng, and although he was defeated, it was still an honor."

"It is said that Pei Qianshan's last sword strike reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Even the Great Emperor himself would have to avoid its edge."

Since it concerns Emperor Qiheng, Chu Mo is particularly clear about this history.

Through Chu Mo's narration, Chen Qingyuan had a general understanding of Pei Qianshan.

"In that case, it is indeed extraordinary."

The historical records of the gods were likely correct. Chen Qingyuan looked at the knife-wielding skeleton not far away with a feeling of respect.

The Four Ultimate Supremes of the ancient era all possessed the talent to attain enlightenment. However, the other three encountered Emperor Qiheng and were unable to reach the pinnacle. Instead, they became stepping stones and met a regretful end.

"This knife looks very good."

After expressing his feelings, Chen Qingyuan stared at the broken sword with both respect and admiration.

Although this thing is not an imperial weapon, the remaining ancient Taoist patterns are rare in the world and should be studied carefully.

"The God Clan has a deep pocket, you wouldn't fight with me for this item, would you?"

Chen Qingyuan did not go to get it directly, but greeted Chu Mo in advance.

"I do not need."

Chu Mo was not interested in the ancient remnants of the army. The gods had plenty of such things. Although they were not piled up like mountains, they were not much different.

"Row."

After the deal was done, Chen Qingyuan was ready to take action.

Guda!

Chen Qingyuan walked towards Pei Qianshan's skeleton. The road along the way was bumpy and uneven. When his foot landed, he stepped on the void an inch above the ground, walking leisurely, as if walking on flat ground.

About ten thousand feet away from the skeleton, the surrounding void suddenly trembled, the temperature dropped sharply, and frost condensed.

A powerful sense of oppression suddenly emerged from the skeleton, like a volcano that had been dormant for countless years, reviving without any warning.

Although the pressure was strong, it had no effect on Chen Qingyuan.

Keep moving forward, steady as a mountain.

Whoosh——

As Chen Qingyuan approached, the ancient star was no longer silent. A storm of laws was set off, the ground shattered, and dust flew.

Deng!

Chen Qingyuan took another step forward, and endless murderous intent suddenly surged from all directions.

Bang!

With the skeleton as the core point, the area within a radius of more than 100,000 miles was covered by a murderous aura.

Wherever there is murderous intent, countless traces of runes from ancient times emerge.

In a trance, Chen Qingyuan saw a heroic man who was ten feet tall, holding an extremely sharp straight knife in his hand, standing proudly between heaven and earth, bursting out with an unstoppable dominance.

The two time and space seem to intersect at this moment, and the scenes of the past and the present are colliding, true and false, like a dream.

Then, the heroic young man from the end of the long river of time, holding the ink-black straight knife above his head, slashed at Chen Qingyuan in the air.

Wow—boom—

The vast universe seemed to be split into two, and all the heavens and worlds seemed to be in turmoil.

The long river of history, which appears and disappears, is no longer calm. It shakes violently, causing huge waves.

In an instant, the many ultimate soldiers in Chen Qingyuan's body were ready to move, wanting to leave the body and subconsciously protect their master.

Time and space were confused, and the young man slashed with a knife.

This single blade had severed hundreds of stars and wounded Emperor Qiheng. The heroes of the time all claimed that this blade had reached the pinnacle of skill, unmatched throughout the ages, and even the Emperor himself had to give way.

Now, this sword has crossed endless time and slashed towards Chen Qingyuan.

The overwhelming might of the sword made Chen Qingyuan's soul tremble, his blood boil, and his pupils shrink suddenly.

A soul-suffocating sense of crisis enveloped the whole body, like a giant hand descending from the sky.

Facing the earth-shaking fierce knife of time, there was no fear on Chen Qingyuan's face. Instead of retreating, he advanced. As he stepped forward, he punched fiercely with great momentum.

No Taoist soldiers are used, only the strength of the combat body is used.

clank clank——

The sword chanted like a song, probably telling of past glory, but concealing a sense of sadness and desolation. It played a war song with all its might, burying the past and performing the final farewell scene.

Bang—boom—

Chen Qingyuan's punch completely destroyed the surging and turbulent sword power.

It is as powerful as broken bamboo.

The intertwined illusion of time and space is like a huge mirror in the void, breaking into pieces and turning into dust.

The heroic young man disappeared. The strong wind swept through, leaving only the skeleton standing proudly.

As the years passed and the rules of reality merged, the sword that could cut through the heavens and the earth lost its edge and turned into a weathered broken sword with many cracks on the edge and the blade filled with the smell of decay.

In an instant, the sea became calm.

Everything that happened just now seemed like a short dream.

Taking another step forward, Chen Qingyuan shrunk the distance to an inch, until he reached the location of the skeleton, which was only ten feet away.

Looking closely at the corpse of the ancient warrior, Chen Qingyuan sighed, "No matter how amazing you are, you can't escape the sharp knife of time."

Click! Whoosh!

As Chen Qingyuan hooked his fingers, the broken knife held tightly in the skeleton's right hand shook slightly a few times, broke away from its original position, and flew in front of him.

He stretched out his right hand and touched a certain part of the broken knife with his index finger.

An extreme feeling of loneliness and coldness came over him, as if it was going to devour Chen Qingyuan's soul.

The outsider approached and broke Pei Qianshan's unwilling will after death, causing the broken sword that had been dormant for countless years to gradually wake up. Some of the rust on the surface fell off, revealing an unusual sharp luster.

Clang!

Especially at the moment when Chen Qingyuan reached out to touch it, Broken Knife reacted very strongly. It was extremely frightened and subconsciously activated its self-protection mechanism.

Endless loneliness and coldness came from the broken knife and passed through the index finger, covering Chen Qingyuan's body and even penetrating into his soul.

This level of loneliness and coldness was not enough to restrain Chen Qingyuan. At most, he was in a trance for a moment, and then his heart returned to peace.

"follow me!"

Chen Qingyuan tried to communicate with Duan Dao, and his words were sincere.

It was unknown how long the remaining Dao rhyme of the broken sword could last. It trembled a few times but showed no other reaction.

Afterwards, Chen Qingyuan gripped the hilt of the knife, and suddenly felt a strong sense of vicissitudes of life, and couldn't help but tighten his grip a little.

There was no rejection phenomenon. It seemed that the remnant of Broken Blade also wanted to leave this place of desolation and take a look at the outside world while it still retained some consciousness.

Although Chen Qingyuan really wanted to study the broken sword carefully, this place was not suitable, so he gave up the idea for the time being and put it in his pocket and would talk about it later.