Chen Kun was speechless and looked at Su Changan without a sword in great horror.
He couldn't imagine how Su Changan lived for ten thousand years, nor could he imagine why Su Changan, who had just stepped into the imperial rank, could be so powerful.
He even began to wonder, if Su Changan had an imperial sword in his hand, whether that sword could directly cut open the king's realm.
Chen Kun was thinking a lot at that moment, and he really wanted to say something, whether it was to beg for mercy or to curse a few words.
But he didn't dare to speak at all, because he knew very well that he would die if he opened his mouth under the lock of Su Changan's energy.
So he had no choice but to turn his gaze to Yi Ran, and take one last look at this missionary event between two people who were destined to be catastrophic, spanning thousands of years.
Su Changan looked at the almost illusory figure on the broken imperial tripod, and said with some disappointment:
"Yi Ran, can you clearly see the grace of this sword?"
There were no bold words or sharp words, but such simple words shocked Yiran's heart.
The Peach Blossom Sword trembled softly in its sheath. Yiran, who was already on the verge of collapse, subconsciously stood up straight after hearing Su Changan's words.
The consciousness that was originally sluggish and curled up was also stretching its body bit by bit.
"I have a sword that can open the sky!"
Yiran's body and consciousness spoke at the same time, his voice extremely firm, and then golden light burst out from his eyes.
The Peach Blossom Sword suddenly came out of its sheath and was held in Yiran's hand. She didn't know when she grasped an illusory long sword.
Yi Ran looked at Chen Kun with a frightened face, while his consciousness looked at the chaotic mist above his head that sealed the sea of consciousness.
In an instant, the sky and the earth suddenly opened up, and a straight white sword light cut through the sky, stirring up the white clouds outside the formation.
And in the sea of consciousness, even before the sword in the hand of the little man of consciousness has been raised, the thick mist of chaos has already been broken open by the sharp sword intention.
There was a look of horror in Chen Kun's eyes. He had been intimidating the King Realm for thousands of years with the name of Duandao Cliff, and there was a fear in his heart that he had only felt ten thousand years ago.
He looked at Su Chang'an who was locking him with Qi with a pleading look, and said with great humility:
"Can you please spare me this time because I didn't betray you ten thousand years ago?"
Chenkun looked at the indifferent Su Changan, feeling the oppressive aura on Yiran's body, and his face began to become panicked.
He almost fell to the ground, but was unable to make any movement due to Su Changan's Qi lock, so he could only beg for mercy even more humbly:
"Su Chang'an, tell him to stop, I am willing to take the lead for you!"
However, Su Changan remained unmoved and said jokingly:
"What you mean by not betraying is just watching with cold eyes? Sometimes, not making a choice is actually the most determined choice, so I won't trust people like you at all."
"Oh, no, now you are not even a human being, just a ghost that should not have existed in the world a long time ago."
Chen Kun looked gloomy and wanted to retort a few words.
But just as he knew the former Su Changan, Su Changan knew his past very well.
Chen Kun's eyes flickered, looking at Yi Ran from time to time, hoping to find another way to break the situation.
But Su Changan said leisurely:
"When I died in battle ten thousand years ago, I had not heard of your death, and those who were lucky enough to survive after that probably didn't have the strength to dig out a rat like you."
"So I'm curious about how someone as greedy as you and afraid of death died, and how he became a ghost."
Chen Kun's face turned pale, as if he was remembering the past that he didn't want to recall.
With his eyes locked on the subtle changes in Chen Kun's expression, Su Changan said with some clarity:
"It turned out that he died in the hands of those traitors."
In fact, Su Changan still has a lot of guesses that he has not revealed, such as whether there is any
The young emperor survived the reincarnation thousands of years ago. For example, the so-called imperial dynasty is just the descendant of those traitors.
Su Changan looked at Yiran but didn't say anything. Knowing some things too early would actually be harmful to Yiran.
What Yiran needs now is the indomitable energy to move forward, the energy to respect heaven and earth without fearing them, and to have the spirit to open the sky as long as there is a sword in his hand.
Feeling that Yiran's momentum had reached its bottleneck, Su Changan shouted:
"Since you have the heroic spirit to open up the sky, why are you still reluctant to hand out this sword?"
Yiran's body suddenly shook, and his face turned pale, showing an expression of pain.
His momentum has indeed reached its peak, but both his consciousness and body have long been exhausted. At this moment, the whole person is like a castle in the air, in danger of collapsing at any time.
If he hadn't entered a profound and mysterious state of enlightenment, Yi Ran would have fallen to the ground and fainted, let alone draw his sword and point to the sky.
So despite Yiran's terrifying momentum at the moment, in the end it's just an empty show.
On the other hand, Chen Kun, even though he had just been struck by Su Chang'an's sword, he was a genuine emperor after all, and he had survived thousands of years and embarked on another path.
As for what made matters worse, it was actually the chaotic mist that filled the top of Yiran's consciousness.
Although the sword intent cut through the mist of chaos as soon as it came out, that line was not even a drop in the ocean in front of the boundless sea of consciousness.
Under the double pressure of the body and the sea of consciousness, how could Yiran easily strike out with this sword?
"If you can't get out of this step, how can you face the battles that are destined to become more dangerous each time?"
"Think about those brothers and comrades standing by your side, and don't wait until you find that you are unable to protect them before you regret anything!"
Su Changan looked solemn and showed no mercy at all because of Yiran's injuries.
Yiran did not respond to Su Changan, and the golden light in his eyes began to flicker.
He took a step forward, and the terrifying murderous intention suddenly surged out, but his face was extremely pale, with only a strong blood mark appearing between his eyebrows.
"I must protect everyone!"
Yiran talked to himself, and in a daze he saw Zhao Tianming and others falling in the wave of monsters below the city, and saw the desolation of Mo Xiangyi when he died.
His heart was extremely unwilling, and he had an unprecedented desire for power, so he took another step forward.
After taking this step, Yiran stretched out his hand and was under terrible pressure. A drop of blood seeped out from between his eyebrows and then drifted away in the wind.
Yiran's figure instantly became rickety, and even his skin began to wither and become full of wrinkles.
Su Changan's expression remained unchanged, but Xiaobai was full of worry, but they didn't make any unnecessary moves, they were all waiting for Yiran to make the final decision.
Yiran finally took the third step. When this step fell, the entire world underwent drastic changes.
A stream of light shone from the center of Yiran's eyebrows, projecting Yiran's sea of consciousness into the outside world.
The mist of chaos is billowing, which is obviously just an illusion but brings a heavy sense of oppression to people. The space of the sea of consciousness seems to overlap with the entire world.
Xiaobai felt heavy in his heart and didn't know why such a scene appeared in Yiran's mind.
Su Changan finally changed his previous indifference, and his expression became extremely solemn.
He knew that this was Yiran's sea of consciousness, so he also knew very well what the spiritual consciousness that was left in the standing cone represented.
Seeing Yiran's rickety figure overlapped with the illusory consciousness, Su Changan felt more worried in his heart.
He wanted to find someone who could pass the road instead of forcing Yiran to die, so when he found that Yiran's injuries were more serious than he thought, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.
It's just that things have come to this and Yiran has not fallen, so there is still a glimmer of hope in his heart.
.
He believes in Yi Ran!
Yiran's body was hunched and skeletal, but his eyes were extremely bright.
The golden and blood-colored brilliance kept flowing in his eyes, and finally turned into a mysterious purple-gold color.
Yi Ran looked up, and in his sight, apart from Chen Kun, there was only the chaotic mist higher up.
At this moment, he recalled the scene of Su Changan's body transforming into all things when he died, and his heroic words when he first supported the border, "We will be the strong men."
He only felt that it was not so unacceptable to have such a great responsibility placed upon him by the heavens, and to work his muscles, bones, body, and skin to suffer all kinds of hardships.
So his heart began to become pure, and he spit out the depression that had been buried for a long time:
"What's the matter with God's love, and what's the matter with God's evil?"
"When the sword energy reaches the sky, I will kill the heaven and change the earth, and bring peace to the world!"
Yiran's body was still as straight as a skeleton, but his back became straighter and straighter.
The power of life and the power of killing that revived all things merged again. The two mysterious lights, cyan and red, slowly flowed around Yiran, and finally condensed together to form a sword.
"Qing Tian!"
This is Yiran's strongest sword that combines "justice" and "killing the world" when facing heaven's punishment.
But just when Yiran was about to slash out the blue-red sword, a mysterious and mysterious voice sounded in his heart.
"not enough!"
"Woooooooo..."
The pain in his body made Yiran growl uncontrollably. He clearly felt that his life was passing away, but he held the Peach Blossom Sword firmly.
As the saying goes, it only takes three steps, but Yi Ran took the fourth step.
The body was broken, but he had to face the emperor and the mist of chaos. Yiran continued to become weak but the pressure continued to increase. Yiran's body almost collapsed, and cracks deep into the bones appeared on the body.
Perhaps only the most painful injuries can sharpen the sharpest sword. Yiran's eyes became brighter in pain.
The power of life and the power of killing surged at the same time, and the blue and red black light that originally did not blend with each other actually showed signs of blending.
"For peace on earth!"
Yiran roared violently and slashed out this sword, slashing not only towards the emperor's Yin Ling Chenkun, but also towards the chaotic mist above his head that covered the world.
There was an unbelievable look in Chen Kun's eyes, and even the chaotic mist was billowing and flowing as if he was scared.
"Rumble..."
As the sword gang exploded, only the dazzling sword light remained in the whole world.
Chen Kun's figure disappeared in an instant, disappearing between heaven and earth as if being directly wiped out, leaving no room for resistance.
The extremely thick and oppressive chaotic mist also began to roll and break.
It seemed to be alive and kept squeezing the sword light that was slashing in all directions, but in the end it was to no avail, and could only let the sword light penetrate it for an unknown number of miles.
The sky and the earth fell into silence, and Yiran, who had no more vitality at all, fainted completely and quickly fell to the earth.
Xiaobai caught Yiran and looked at Su Changsu who came in front of him with a flattering look. He didn't know Su Changan but could feel the strength of the other person.
Su Changan's expression remained unchanged and he pretended to be profound:
"Hahaha, just as I expected, he will definitely be able to break the limit and take this step."
"In this way, not only will he recover from his injuries, but he will also definitely not have any chance of breaking through the divine transformation stage!"
Su Changan looked at Xiaobai's unbelieving eyes, feeling resentful in his heart but not showing it on his face, so he continued to explain:
"Yiran's consciousness was injured, so fighting required the vitality of his physical body to be consumed. But when he broke through the mist of chaos, his sea of consciousness and consciousness were able to recover on their own."
Xiaobai nodded thoughtfully, looking at Yiran who was obviously unconscious but his body was beginning to become fuller, and finally felt a little relieved.
