Is this Tang Wushan? It’s so majestic!”

At the eastern boundary of Zhongzhou, within the Dayin Emperor's dynasty, Mo Hongxiu and others widened their eyes and looked at the huge mountain standing in front of them in surprise.

In front of everyone, a giant mountain that could not see the end stood between the heaven and earth. Under the scorching sun, the entire mountain emitted a divine light through the sky, making people feel awe.

Looking into the distance, it seemed as if the clouds had just covered the hillside, and the cranes were roaring together. A huge ladder that was unknown length reached the top of the mountain, as if it was poured from bronze.

Ye Chen looked at him strangely.

"It is worthy of being the number one sacred mountain in the eastern world!"

Mo Rong couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "It is said that Tangwu Mountain is thousands of feet high, and it is extremely steep and steep. If an ordinary person wants to reach the peak, it will take half a year, and it is unpredictable..."

"There is also this ladder, which is a magical craft..."

Mo Hongxiu's mouth opened slightly: "Even if the Gongshu family in my school is the best skilled in tricks, it will take a lot of manpower and energy to build it..."

"Look, what are those people doing?" Mo Ming, who was beside him, suddenly reached out and pointed to the distance.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw many simple-dressed people on the stone staircase thousands of feet away, setting up incense tables and putting livestock offerings, as if they were worshiping something.

At this time, a faint laugh came from behind everyone: "They are all the people of Dayin under Tangwu Mountain."

Then a young man in a gorgeous costume walked slowly, followed by several old figures with strong auras.

Mo Rong took a step forward: "Who are you?"

"presumptuous!"

Before the young man in the gorgeous clothes could speak, an old man behind him looked cold and he was about to step forward.

The young man in the Chinese clothing stopped him with his eyes, and then he clasped his fists at Ye Chen and others: "I have seen you all, Yin Wuhen, the son of the Great Yin Emperor, ranks ninth in his family..."

"So it's the Emperor Wuhen..."

Mo Rong's face suddenly changed, and he hugged his fists nervously: "I was rude just now, I am from Jixia Academy..."

As he said that, he introduced the identities of Mo Hongxiu and others one by one, but only Ye Chen and the other four were missing.

"So they are all the great disciples of Jixia Academy!"

Yin Wuhen became more and more polite: "The three dukes of my Dayin Emperor's dynasty all came from your Jixia Academy. In this way, we are also our own people."

Ye Chen looked at the ninth-ranked Emperor Emperor of Dayin. After careful calculation, two of the nine emperors of Dayin had died at his hands, but he didn't know what the former would react if he knew it.

Both sides praised each other, and the relationship quickly became familiar. Mo Hongxiu couldn't help but say, "Prince Wuhen, what are those people doing?"

Yin Wuhen glanced at the people who were worshiping and said lightly: "They are praying to the sacred mountain, hoping that my father would kill Ye Chen so that he would never be reborn!"

When Xiao Hei heard this, he immediately took a step forward: "Are you looking for death?"

"Who is this?" Yin Wuhen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mo Hongxiu hurriedly said, "Emperor Wuhen, this is Senior Brother Ye, he brought us all the way..."

"So that's it. I thought it was Miss Mo's servant."

A cold light flashed in Yin Wuhen's eyes and said with a smile: "But even if you are not a servant, please be careful in your words and actions. This is my Great Yin Emperor's Court!"

"Little Hei!"

Ye Chen glanced at Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei then stepped back, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent when he looked at Yin Wuhen!

Jiu Diaoluan looked at Yin Wuhen with sympathy and shook her head secretly: "Poor kid, I don't know if your father can kill this evil star, but your life is over..."

As if he noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, Mo Hongxiu took the initiative to make things happen for Ye Chen: "Son Wuhen, the time is coming soon, let's move on the mountain!"

"That's good!"

Yin Wuhen glanced at Ye Chen and others again, then turned around and walked towards Tangwu Mountain first, and introduced the rumors about Tangwu Mountain to Mo Hongxiu and others along the way, and even the customs of the Dayin Emperor Dynasty.

Ye Chen held his daughter and met the little guy's request to appreciate the scenery one by one, but did not talk to Yin Wuhen and others.

At this time, nine sword lights passed by the group, like nine white horses, breaking through the clouds and heading straight to the top of the mountain, and it passed in a flash.

"Is that the person from Haotian Sword Sect?"

Mo Rong and others were surprised.

Before everyone could react, another purple dragon soared upwards and flew past everyone's heads.

"Who is the person from the Dragon Palace in Beiming Town?"

Mo Hongxiu and others were even more surprised: "I heard from my father that the purple dragon was the one suppressed by the Dragon Temple? Now it is going out in person, and it seems that the Lord of Beiming Palace has also arrived."

"The people who don't move Mingzong are here too!"

"There are people from the Great Xia Emperor's Dynasty. My God, I actually saw Hua Qianqian, the daughter of the Great Xia Emperor..."

“…”

As we approached the top of the mountain, not only Mo Hongxiu and others, but even the many forces along the way were shocked and unable to speak.

This world-renowned war was shocked by the entire ancient world, and all the forces that could be named came.

Among them, there are even peerless sects such as the Great Xia Emperor, the Great Qi Emperor, the Great Qin Emperor, and the Beiming Zhenlong Hall...

When everyone reached the top of the mountain, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them. Floating islands of all sizes covered the world, and above them, tens of thousands of people had already gathered.

On the Jiushen Floating Island at the top, several figures were standing at this moment. Although these people had already restrained their breath, the faint breath was still like thunder exploding in the void.

Emperor Zunhua of the Great Xia, Director Haotian Sword, Lord Zi Kunlun, Lord of the Beiming Palace, Emperor Ying of the Great Qin...

Everyone's eyes gathered on the several figures, almost suffocating them, even Mo Hongxiu, Yin Wuhen and others were no exception.

Arrived, all of these supreme figures standing at the peak of the ancient world have arrived at this moment!

"Are the Eight Emperors?"

Ye Chen looked at the eight figures calmly, and his eyes finally fixed on the largest floating island in the void.

There, a figure in a purple gold robe sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was receiving the respect of the gods in the world.

Ye Chen whispered softly: "Di Xuan Chu..."

At this time, a middle-aged man with gray hair on the nine floating islands slowly spoke: "Everyone, the time has come, Emperor Ye has not arrived yet, let's end here."

He is Zi Kunlun, the owner of Beiming Palace!

As soon as he spoke, everyone suddenly changed their expressions. They came from thousands of miles away, how could they be willing to see such an ending?

Someone couldn't help but say respectfully: "District Master, how to referral in this battle? Is it considered the defeat of Emperor Ye?"

“That’s natural.”

The Lord of Beiming Palace's eyes looked like lightning, as if he was upright, and then he looked at Shi Qianhan below without any trace.

"What a pity!"

Next to him, the thin old man wearing a simple long sword shook his head slightly: "I thought Ye Chen could kill Feng Baiyu, which was also a character, but I didn't expect that now I was untrustful and fearful of death and avoided the war!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people nodded repeatedly, as if they agreed with the words of the Lord of Haotian Sword.

"Old Haotian, I don't like to hear what you said!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe on the fifth floating island smiled: "Since Emperor Ye can kill Feng Baiyu, he is naturally awesome, so how can he avoid fighting?"

Although his words were dull, everyone below dared not refute, because the former was Emperor Zunhua of the Great Xia Emperor!

In the crowd below, Mo Rong couldn't help but whisper: "You guys say, that Emperor Ye really dare not come, right?"

"It's normal!"

Mo Ming smiled faintly and looked at Yin Wuhen on the side: "It is reasonable that Emperor Ye is timid, the father of Emperor Wuhen, the Emperor Wuhen, suppresses the Eastern Realm."

Yin Wuhen pursed his lips, as if he was proud.

"I believe he will come!"

But Mo Hongxiu shook her head repeatedly. For some reason, she always felt that Emperor Ye should not be such a timid person.

Above, the Lord of Haotian Sword snorted coldly: "Wait for another stick of incense. If this Lord Ye has not arrived yet, even if he loses, I will see what face he has to stand in my ancient world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint voice came from the lower body: "Don't wait, Ye has arrived!!!"

In everyone's eyes, Ye Chen walked up the sky with his daughter in his arms, step by step towards the highest point, his white hair was like an ice waterfall, and he was leaking straight into the sky!

At that moment, there was a dead silence in the sky and the earth!

At that moment, Mo Hongxiu and others looked dull!

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(ps: Chapter 4, update is completed today!)

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