Jiang Zhige stood up and his face returned to normal. He looked in the direction where Su Qingqiu left and sighed sadly: "Xiaoxiao, for you and me, the three times we have been together is just a beautiful dream that lingers in the mortal world."

A kiss seals love, it's just an explanation to each other.

The vow of eternity was a lie known to both of us.

As the saying goes, if love between two people is long-lasting, why does it matter if they are together day and night?

From now on, the name Jiang Xiaofeng will be hidden in Jiang Zhige's heart.

A few days later, in the Holy Land of Beili.

The iceberg is winding like a dragon, and the wind and snow are howling.

Such an extreme environment is full of spiritual energy. Palaces rise from the ground, all of which reveal solemnity and majesty.

Thousands of powerful warriors who have reached the Saint Realm or above stayed here. They all had solemn expressions and occupied the passes within the territory, ready for battle.

Soon, dark clouds filled the sky and a tremendous pressure came.

"Jiang Zhige, come and pay your respects."

In just a moment, the Beili Holy Land was shrouded in the breath of annihilation and death. Thousands of powerful people at the top of the world felt their breathing stagnate and could hardly straighten their backs.

They looked up with difficulty, and saw a young man in a black robe stepping on a black dragon, rising into the air from the dark clouds.

"Uninvited guest, just showing off."

A cold female voice came from the hall, suddenly emitting a vast imperial power, which seemed to be on par with Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige looked down and saw Su Qingqiu, whom he had not seen for several days.

She was wearing a plain white dress, her feet not touching the ground, and there was an ice-blue plum blossom on her shoulder.

With skin as white as ice and bones as white as ice, and as light as a cloud emerging from a mountain, she is otherworldly and does not seem like an ordinary person.

The word "peerless" is only used to embellish the beauty of ordinary women, but it is very appropriate to describe Su Qingqiu.

She is truly a peerless beauty. Looking at all the women in the spiritual realm, no one can match her.

Jiang Zhige looked indifferent as he stared at Su Qingqiu quietly.

The atmosphere was heavy and filled with murderous intent. Both men understood that there would definitely be a battle today.

"All Beili generals, listen up and form a battle formation!"

Another deep shout came from below. Jiang Zhige looked over and found that it was Wanxia.

At this time, Wanxia was no longer the mortal girl with freckles all over her face. She was wearing silver-white iron armor, holding an eight-foot-long spear. She had a stunning appearance and a graceful yet agile figure.

Sensing Jiang Zhige's gaze, Wan Xia's face turned slightly cold. She took out her mask to cover her face and shouted coldly, "Follow me, I will hurt him even if I die!"

Before he finished his words, Wanxia turned into a stream of light and ran towards Jiang Zhige.

Judging from his power, he is actually a powerful being who has achieved the sixth rotation of the Heavenly Wheel and is at the level of Half-Emperor.

Jiang Zhige wanted to dodge, but many formations, talismans, spiritual mist, and chains lit up in the Beili Holy Land, restricting his movements.

Jiang Zhige looked at her with contempt, and simply did not dodge or evade, allowing Wanxia to stab him with her spear.

The thoughts of the people in Beili Holy Land were obvious. They did not intend to seriously injure or kill Jiang Zhige. They just wanted to fight to the death to consume Jiang Zhige's strength.

Even if Jiang Zhige cannot be forced to use his true strength, he can still be made to demonstrate his magical skills and obtain more intelligence for Su Qingqiu to increase his chances of winning.

"It's a pity that no matter how good your thoughts are, you are still just an ant after all."

Clang! The spear came forward, only three inches away from Jiang Zhige's throat, but was blocked by an invisible barrier, making it difficult to move forward.

"You, you."

Wanxia's eyes were filled with fear. Jiang Zhige did not use any spiritual power or magic energy, nor did he deliberately protect himself. His aura alone was enough to block her spear.

With such a supreme being, even if Wan Xia could stab Jiang Zhige’s throat, it would be impossible for her to penetrate his flesh, let alone hurt him.

Just as Jiang Zhige said, the two of them are not on the same level at all. It's like an ant trying to shake a tree. It's ridiculous and overestimating one's own abilities.

Jiang Zhige snorted coldly and broke through thousands of restraints in an instant, causing Wanxia to spit out blood and fly backwards.

She shattered several icebergs with her back, and just as she tried her best to steady herself and retracted her spear to fight again, she heard Su Qingqiu's voice in her ears.

"Back off."

Wanxia was anxious and wanted to say something, but when she looked up and saw the figure in the sky, she suddenly felt sad.

If Jiang Zhige hadn't looked down on her, she would have died in this attack. Since she couldn't make Jiang Zhige use his true strength despite trying her best, continuing to fight would only bring humiliation to herself.

"Slave, incompetent"

With tears in her eyes, Wanxia knelt down and bowed in the direction of Su Qingqiu.

Fortunately, she was appreciated by Su Qingqiu, which allowed her to become a semi-emperor. Now that Beili is in trouble, she is not only useless, but has become a burden.

Jiang Zhige didn't look at Wanxia, ​​and said calmly: "Emperor Hange, I heard that you can break the Zhutian illusion and kill the guardian of my good friend Gong Liangxiwen. I came here today to see how capable you are."

Su Qingqiu felt cold in his heart. As expected, it was Qu Bulin’s death that attracted Jiang Zhige to come.

The hatred has been formed. Even if there is no conspiracy between the Demon Emperors, she is still Jiang Zhige's mortal enemy.

The power of the two men continued to rise, making the Beili Holy Land feel like it was on the edge of an abyss. The pressure was overwhelming, and it showed that a storm was about to come.

Just as Su Qingqiu was about to make a move, Jiang Zhige suddenly pretended to be confused and asked, "Emperor Hange is silent, is he afraid?"

“Arrogant!”

Su Qingqiu had a cold expression. He raised his hand and summoned an ice blade, which slashed towards Jiang Zhige with the force of tearing through space.

Such an attack that touches the way of space is enough to kill a semi-emperor strongman, but it cannot break the Demon Emperor aura around Jiang Zhige, turning it into powder.

Su Qingqiu's face darkened when he saw this, and he felt a little worried.

Jiang Zhige was too strong. She didn't even have a 10% chance of winning. Moreover, if she fought him with all her strength, the Beili Holy Land would inevitably be destroyed, and Wanxia and her group would also be affected.

Is it really true that today we can only fight to the death, using our own lives and the lives of the Beili generals to prove the spirit of the spirit realm? As a world emperor, Su Qingqiu was really unwilling to accept this.

"That's all. It's really disappointing."

At this moment, Jiang Zhige's sigh suddenly came from the sky.

Before Su Qingqiu could react, a figure appeared in front of her.

Jiang Zhige did not take any action, but his intimidation alone was enough to make Su Qingqiu feel like she was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

"I thought that the rise of many emperors in this world would be a time of great strife, but I didn't expect that they were just a bunch of cowardly and incompetent wastes."

"In the Spirit Realm, one of the three great divine realms, there is only a weak and incompetent woman left to claim the throne?"

Jiang Zhige stretched out his hand and lifted Su Qingqiu's chin, his eyes filled with regret.

He didn't seem to be facing a great emperor, but rather looking at a beautiful woman who was about to die.

"How dare you, you beast!!"

Seeing their emperor being blasphemed, Wan Xia and his group were furious and wished they could die together with Jiang Zhige.

However, with their strength, they couldn't even break through that layer of energy and get close to Jiang Zhige.

Su Qingqiu's heart was also filled with murderous intent. Complex Taoist patterns lit up all over his body. He broke free from the oppression and retreated into the sky.