Chapter 742: The Emperor's Arrival, All Souls Bow Down

lderment, and a myriad of emotions surged through my heart.What is thisThen, Shiyu subconsciously observed his surroundings, and then became even more confused.A single person dormEven if he was succe..."Whoosh whoosh"

Countless gazes instantly shifted towards the distance.

In the midst of wind and snow, a man with a feathered crown, his white clothes like freshly fallen snow, stood tall and imposing. Wherever he passed, there was an eerie silence, as if all creatures had retreated to hide, bowing their heads in reverence.

Everyone was stunned.

What kind of being is this Just a glance, and there's a touch on the soul, breathing slows down for a few seconds.

This moment

As if it had become eternal

No one can remain calm, no one can stay cool.

Another world-renowned expert has arrived.

He ignored Wang Teng's pressure, ignored the various laws of heaven and earth, and just walked calmly, carrying an innate domineering air, treating all things in the world as ants.

"Copper. The copper coffin has opened."

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Suddenly, someone trembled and spoke.

"Whoosh~"

Several divine thoughts probed.

Indeed.

Below the depths of ten thousand zhang, the once tightly sealed copper coffin, with its eerie red glow, was now wide open.

The layout inside the copper coffin was simple, with only a red cushion laid down.

But its surface was covered with all kinds of terrifying runes, shimmering brightly, making it hard to imagine what kind of existence could lie upon it.

"Adult"

"Adult"

Many creatures of the Ice Snow Clan trembled, their eyes glistening with tears, forming a misty veil. They all knelt down with a thud, their expressions agitated, and choked back sobs in low voices.

This moment has finally arrived.

They finally waited for the adults to wake up, and the four old priests could rest.

"Like a furnace, it is hard to fathom."

Lin Feng used his Purple Gold Pupil Technique to try and see through the man's true nature, but he couldn't glean anything. His divine sense was blocked by an invisible barrier.

The man in this copper coffin is too frightening.

It was as if someone wasn't walking towards me, but rather a kind of way.

"Thump"

"Thump"

At this time, many of the onlookers, who were cultivators, also couldn't help but knelt down one after another.

Their bodies trembled involuntarily, as if facing an emperor. They felt compelled to kneel in obeisance, for any disrespect would bring about dire consequences.

When the strong are angered, corpses float for ten thousand miles. The emperor descends, and all spirits prostrate themselves.

Who are you Don't you dare interfere in other people's business.

Wang Teng's eyes shot out two cold lights, piercing into the void, causing the surrounding space to distort and tremble.

His conceited face showed clear signs of shock.

This man in white seemed familiar, with a strong sense of déjà vu. He should have met me before, but when I tried to remember, there was no trace.

This is very abnormal. At his level, anyone he looks at will be left with a mark, no matter how long ago it was, they will never forget.

The man in white did not reply.

His deep-set eyes scanned the surroundings, his face a mixture of complexity: nostalgia, perhaps, and a hint of melancholy.

I remember back then, there was a mountain here. I once discussed with the one who forged the Heavenly Demon Tower right here. It's a pity that this mountain is now flat.

“This was once an ice lake. I used to fish here.”

I once planted spirit flowers here. They bloomed and faded, releasing a faint fragrance.

The man in white walked and spoke at the same time.

As he reminisced about the past, it was a pity that thousands of years had passed in a flash. Now the world had changed dramatically, and everything was different. This made his quiet heart feel a little more sentimental.

"Such a familiar scent, you must be from Xiao Bing's clan, right"

The man in white turned to Zhuge Xiaoming again and asked with a smile.

"Sir, I wonder who you mean by 'Xiao Bing'"

Zhuge Xiaoming was a little nervous.

Facing such a creature, no one could remain calm, even though ancient texts within the clan recorded that this person was as cold as ice.

The Snow Clan has a long history, and he didn't dare to be careless.

"Ice Purity Sea"

The man in white uttered three words.

Upon hearing this, every member of the Ice and Snow Clan present trembled. Their eyes immediately reddened with grief, their hearts aching to the utmost degree.

Because Bing Qing Hai Zheng is the right of their clan's emperor

Once besieged by numerous powerful beings, he fought valiantly until his death, his soul torn into fragments.

"Isn't this Bing Qing Hai the former Ice Emperor"

"My God, who is this person to call the Ice Emperor 'Little Ice'"

A hush fell over the crowd, their hearts pounding in their chests.

The man in white pondered for a moment, then furrowed his brow and said:

"What's wrong Did something happen to Xiaobing With his abilities, he should be fine even after millennia."

"Master, the Ancestor is gone."

Zhuge Xiaoming choked back tears and replied.

"Gone"

"Well, back then our clan was besieged by powerful warriors from several major clans. Our ancestor fell in battle."

The man in white fell silent.

He stood there quietly, letting the wind and snow batter him, but everyone could clearly feel a faint sadness emanating from him.

"I fell into tribulation on the immortal path and slept for ten thousand years."

The man in white sighed softly and then said slowly:

Which gods were responsible for this

Zhu Ge Xiaoming heard this and his heart trembled, he was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

Because deep down, he had never considered revenge. The several powerful races stood tall for millennia, their foundations unfathomable. Let alone wiping out several powerful races, even destroying just one of them would be impossible.

He only wants to restore the Ice and Snow Clan, so that his people can walk openly in the human world.

"Cut the theatrics, who are you really"

At this moment, Wang Teng suddenly asked coldly.

Since he reached the peak of Tribulation Transcendence, few things in the mortal world could stir his emotions. However, now he inexplicably felt furious.

This man in white is too crazy.

You're actually ignoring me! Do you think you're some kind of immortal being

The man in white finally glanced at Wang Teng, then calmly said:

It's a shame.

"What a pity"

"You have great talent, but unfortunately, you are too busy seeking advancement. Every realm you've reached is not perfected. Although you've now entered the peak of tribulation, there are still too many flaws in your cultivation. If you face the Immortal Tribulation, you will undoubtedly die."se refresh the page to get the latest updates!If you think "Fu Bao is Three and a Half Years Old, She's Pampered by Eight Uncles" is good, please copy and paste the following URL to share it with your...