Overriding the Heaven

A lightning dragon roared. Its head was like a mountain, its eyes like the blazing sun, and the dragon scales on its body contained a will of monstrous explosion. In the blink of an eye, it had shattered the dozen or so divine abilities that had ambushed him.    

The more than ten Cultivators who had ambushed him were also struck by the lightning. Their bodies crackled as they exploded. Miserable shrieks could be heard as blood rained down from the sky. Suddenly, their bodies disappeared.    

However, in the next moment, they appeared where they had been standing on the jade platform, heavily injured and on the verge of death.    

Seeing the cracks on the bodies of these disciples, the cultivators on the Immortal Island were terrified.    

And at this time, those disciples who were flying towards the sea of stars also felt their scalps go numb.    

Upon seeing this scene, they immediately understood.    

Even though the Immortal Ranking could protect a person's life, if the opponent was too strong, the person would still be seriously injured.    

A thought struck some cultivators. They were either looking at the Immortal Ranking above their heads or paying attention to the Immortal Ranking in their minds.    

At this moment, they noticed that more than ten names had already disappeared from the Immortal Board.    

And these ten names, were exactly the same as the ten over cultivators that Chu Yan had just beaten down.    

Before even entering the planet, more than ten people had already been eliminated.    

In an instant, everyone felt waves of cruelty.    

At the same time, they looked at Chu Yan with even more fear.    

There were at least four of them, and their realms were all higher than Chu Yan's "Second Stage of the celestial mood stage". However, even with so many people working together, they were still instantly heavily injured.    

And this was under the protection of the Immortal Ranking.    

If not, these people would have been torn into pieces by the lightning and turned into blood mist.    

At this moment, Chu Yan had already gotten close to Galaxy. His eyes were cold as he looked at the disciples of the Purple Wei Sect behind him.    

Shocked by his gaze, the Violet Myrtle Sect disciples suddenly stopped in place, their hearts trembling.    

Suddenly, an incredible scene appeared on the sea of stars.    

Hundreds of cultivators watched Chu Yan enter the sea of stars.    

During this process, no one dared to move.    

Only when Chu Yan entered the transmission array at the center of the Star Ocean Swirl did they feel that the frightening pressure disappeared and their bodies and minds returned to normal.    

Amongst the group of cultivators, Xiao Qin and Cao Jing looked at each other as if they were helpless and relieved.    

The Thundercloud Sect and the Purple Wei Sect could not tolerate each other.    

Once Emperor Taiqing returned, they would definitely be cleansed.    

But now, it was fortunate that Chu Yan appeared.    

He was actually able to forcefully suppress so many Violet Myrtle Sect disciples on the spot all by himself.    

This is tantamount to a disguised reduction in the pressure on the Thundercloud party.    

However, from a personal perspective, they were very worried about the situation Chu Yan was about to face.    

Because, everyone knew, the Purple Wei School before Emperor Taiqing came back and the Purple Wei School after Emperor Taiqing came back were absolutely different from the two powers.    

When Emperor Taiqing returned, he would have the protection of the Heaven's Edge Sect's Sect Leader.    

However, with Emperor Taiqing's character, how could he allow Chu Yan to live on in this world?    

To put it more realistically, if Chu Yan didn't die, then there was no way to wash away the Purple Sun Martial School's shame.    

It was because of this that Xiao Qin and Cao Jing were worried about Chu Yan's future.    

"Junior Sister Cao, I suddenly thought of something." Xiao Qin suddenly spoke to Cao Jing.    

"What is it?" Cao Jing asked doubtfully.    

"When Emperor Taiqing didn't have this title, did he do the same? "Do you remember what happened that year?"    

Xiao Qin's words caused Cao Jing to fall into deep thought.    

A moment later, she seemed to have thought of something and her expression abruptly changed.    

Her eyes flickered with incomparable shock as she looked at Xiao Qin. For a moment, she was at a loss of words. If not for your reminder, Senior Brother, I would have forgotten.    

In the past, Emperor Taiqing was very obedient and did not care about the consequences. As long as it was someone who dared to disobey him, he would kill them all.    

Even the elders in the sect were killed by him on the spot.    

If Junior Chu was forced to break the rules, then Emperor Taiqing's actions back then were to ignore the rules and trample on them.    

Compared to Emperor Taiqing, Junior Chu is a gentleman! "    

"Yeah." Xiao Qin's eyes were full of emotion. At this moment, he also let out a long sigh, "But later on, after we established the Purple Wei Sect, Emperor Taiqing didn't allow anyone to talk about what happened to him.    

As for him, he rarely showed his face. There were many things that he had to handle.    

Thus, after a long period of time, these things that happened in the past were forgotten by others.    

It was also today that I saw Junior Chu's attitude towards the Purple Sun Martial School, and also associated it with his previous actions. That's why I remembered those things from the past. "    

When she heard this, Cao Jing had already guessed what Xiao Qin was going to say.    

Xiao Qin looked at her and said, "You guessed right, that's what I think. Emperor Taiqing did not abide by the rules and was unscrupulous in the face of the situation. Facing such a person, it was impossible for you to try to reason with him or change him.    

To deal with someone like him, only people with similar characters would have the chance to succeed.    

How Emperor Taiqing treated the others back then.    

Then right now, Junior Chu would treat the people of the Purple Sun Martial School like how he treated them.    

But it was a pity that Emperor Taiqing would very likely descend with true fairyland upon his return.    

In comparison, Junior Chu's current cultivation level was far too weak.    

Emperor Taiqing would probably be able to kill him with a single breath.    

What a pity. "    

Xiao Qin repeatedly expressed his pity.    

Cao Jing could not help but look sad.    

She did have similar thoughts.    

If Chu Yan was given another ten years, or even five to six years, the situation would definitely be completely different.    

Chu Yan's speed of advancement was simply too fast.    

After entering the Heaven's Edge Sect, his Earth Origin Stage had risen to the second level of the celestial mood stage in just a few years.    

and even someone at the second level of the celestial mood stage would have the strength to instantly kill Violet Palace Stage.    

If he was given a few years time to advance into the Violet Palace Stage …    

It was hard to imagine what it would look like.    

It was a pity that there were no ifs in everything.    

However, it was because of this that people felt sad the more they thought about it.    

"Sigh …" Cao Jing couldn't help but sigh.    

However, at this moment, a roar that sounded like an explosion of steel and the eruption of a volcano came from behind the crowd.    

"You bunch of waste!"    

This angry roar even caused Xiao Qin and Cao Jing to feel a piercing pain in their eardrums. It was as if a steel needle had pierced through their eardrums.    

There were even cultivators on the scene whose bodies shook violently in midair. Their auras were disordered and disordered, almost falling to the ground.    

This group of disciples had just been suppressed by Chu Yan, and the anger that was burning in their hearts had nowhere to go.    

At this moment, when they saw that there was actually someone who dared to openly provoke them, countless gazes filled with rage shot towards the direction of the voice.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]