Imperial God Emperor (Web Novel)

A snowflake, of course, was nothing strange.

What was really surprising to Elder Ming Jue was that the piece of snowflake had unexpectedly appeared in Ancient Sky Dragon Domain.

The river, lakes and seas of the Ancient Sky Dragon Domain had dried up hundreds of years ago, and almost all of the water sources were gone. It was a domain without water, with no change of seasons, and did not have the natural climate and conditions for it to snow. Therefore, it had not snowed for hundreds of years.

It was normal that it hadn't snowed.

But where did the snow come from?

It was just unbelievable.

The bizarre change turned the originally tensed scene a bit strange.

“It's... it's snowing, this...” Zhang Ye also found something odd.

It was not only Zhang Ye, many others also saw that the sky was filled with fluttering snowflakes.

Their reaction was no different from that of Elder Ming Jue.

Everyone was shocked, in disbelief, blankly staring at the fluttering snowflakes. Their expressions were a little complicated, sometimes a little confused, sometimes surprised and uncertain. But very soon they saw that there were more and more snowflakes in the vast Void, fluttering all over the sky. A number of palm-sized hexagonal ice crystals formed from snowflakes were gently floating with the wind like snow spirits.

All of the people present, except for Elder Ming Jue, had never left Ancient Sky Dragon Domain before. The oldest person was no more than one hundred years old. Since birth, they had only seen the declining era of the Ancient Sky Dragon Domain, and the only snow that they had seen was in some historical books. They had never seen such an illusion-like scene.

“Is this snow? It's beautiful,” someone whispered.

For a moment, everyone seemed to feel that they were situated in a sacred and flawless space, illusions began to unconsciously emerge in their mind, and everyone looked enthralled.

The Heaven and earth went silent, not a single sound could be heard.

“No, what is going on here? There shouldn't be snow, there shouldn't be...” Elder Ming Jue, realizing that something unbelievable might happen, became a little agitated.

At this moment.

A noise suddenly broke out between Heaven and earth——

“The world is vast, but does not tolerate scoundrels. The ice sword is ruthless in severing all thieves and monsters.”

The voice was loud and resounding like a huge bell, echoing across this side of the world. It was untraceable, but was close to the ear. That voice, also contained an incomparably intense Saint power and aura of the Dao, shaking the minds of all creatures, to the point that they were awestruck and couldn't help but choose to surrender.

The people in the Void were even more frantic.

That voice...

However, before they were able to react, they saw that the snowflakes seemed to have come to life all of a sudden, transforming into beams of silver light under the guidance of a mysterious power and swiftly assembled in the same direction. The snowflakes condensed into one, dazzling silver brilliance instantly soared.

Immediately, there was a flash of silver light.

Among the fluttering snowflakes, a few figures slowly began to emerge, seeming to have weaved out from the sky.

The figures, like deities descending onto the world, in a flash, appeared next to Zhang Ye and the others.

“Who its it?”

“Who are you?”

The gazes of all of the people present all uncontrollably but uniformly gathered onto the several figures.

There was a total of four figures.

They were by a young man who was less than twenty years old, and looked extremely young, but he had a deity-like aura, and was handsome and graceful. He was clad in a white robe, which was whiter than snow and exuded a faint silver luster. His black hair fluttered in the wind, and there was even a faint glow slowly flowing out between his hair. His figure, silhouetted against the light, did not emit a shred of yuan qi, but the oppressive power he exuded seemed to be different from this world, more like that of an Immortal from the Ninth Heaven.

On his shoulder, there was also a lazy white puppy lying down.

The puppy was fluffy and seemed to be taking a nap, and if one didn’t pay closer attention, one would think that he was a just small white ball of fluff.

And behind this man and dog, there was a young man in a glistening black armour. He seemed to be a bodyguard of the man in white. And to the right stood a woman in a water-coloured dress. Her facial features were beautiful, skin clear as jade, gentle and elegant, and there was a noble air around her. Nestled in her arms was a three- or four-year-old little boy.

Who were these people?

How could they appear out of nowhere?

At this moment, such a question emerged in the minds of all the people present.

After Zhang Ye recovered from the shock he immediately realized that the snowflakes might have something to do with the man. However, Zhang Ye did not know him, and he did not look like a person of the Ancient Sky Dragon Domain. However, when he saw the woman at the back, he was slightly astonished.

“Young... you... are... the Young Madam?”

Zhang Ye forcibly widened his eyes, almost as though he did not dare to believe what he had seen with them and could not help exclaiming out loud.

Beside him, Cheng Kui and Zhou Yuanshan, as well as several other middle-level disciples of the Ancient Sky Dragon Sect also reacted right away.

The woman within the light was the Young Lord’s wife, Qin Hui, who was rumoured to have died in a foreign land, and the little boy in her arms was the real heir of the Ancient Sky Dragon Sect——Tian Ning!

“It's Young Madam... and Young Master!”

“Great, they're still alive...”

“Haha, Young Madam is alive, Young Master is alive!”

Zhang Ye and the other disciples were both surprised and astonished at this time, before they burst into exclamations.

And at the same time.

In the Void.

Elder Ming Jue, who was originally majestic-looking and filled with killing intent, now looked like he had seen a ghost.

He looked at the man in white with fear in his eyes, his voice somewhat frightened, and said, “Ye... Ye Qingyu?”

He had never thought that, in just less than ten days, he would once again, on such an occasion, meet the [Ice Sword Killing God]——Ye Qingyu. That day in the congress divine temple, Ye Qingyu, with the wave of his hand, had astonishingly killed an Immortal Step realm disciple. That imposing manner and power were simply God-like. Those scenes once again surfaced in his mind, causing Elder Ming Jue to feel as though he had fallen into an ice cave.

At this time, he was extremely afraid, and didn't have the thought to fight back at all. He was unconsciously shivering all over, and not only did his fighting spirit dissipate, the previous killing intent also instantly turned into nothingness.

“Haha, Elder Ming Jue, what a coincidence... we meet again.” The corners of Ye Qingyu's mouth were curled upwards into a half smile.

Although there was no emotion in his voice, there was a hint of icy coldness. However, the greeting that seemed to be an acquaintances saying hello made Elder Ming Jue terrified and trembled like a sieve.

He remembered what Ye Qingyu had said in the congress divine temple last time, and then glanced at the faint killing intent contained in that smile.

He instantly understood what it meant to meet again this time.

The Madman Ye who kills based on his mood, how would he have mercy on him...

Therefore, just as the others were still confused, studying the man in white with a trace of curiosity, all of a sudden——

“Ah!”

A tragic scream sounded from Elder Ming Jue, like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on. He instantly erupted out with all his power, transformed into a stream of light and sped away. He didn’t even dare to glance at Ye Qingyu again.

He was frightened out of his wits by Ye Qingyu.

“This...”

“What's going on?”

The young man had only made a greeting, why did Elder Ming Jue suddenly run away like a stray dog?

Everyone was astonished at Elder Ming Jue’s reaction.

The next moment.

Ye Qingyu shook his head gently.

He casually waved his hand in a neither fast nor slow speed.

His fingertips glowed, and an ice sword appeared out of nowhere.

Swoosh!

There was a blaze of light.

The ice sword shone brightly, like a flash of silver lightning with uncontrollable power.

Wherever the sword passed by, the Void was instantly torn apart, and the cracks remained for a good while. Elder Ming Jue, who was already thousands of meters away, could not hide any longer. The ice sword had pierced right through. His body went stiff, and it was too late to even let out a scream, before he was directly nailed to death in midair. He had turned into an ice sculpture, and was shattered into millions of ice shards on the ground.

For a moment, Heaven and earth were utterly silent.

The sound of ice crystals falling became exceptionally clear.

The tinkling noises and thudding were like boulders pounding on a giant drum.

Elder Ming Jue... had died?

The disciples in the Void were completely deterred, each and every single one of them revealed a dull, lifeless look.

Elder Ming Jue, who had God-like strength to them, was unexpectedly killed by the young man without much effort.

That young man was not greeting him at all, he was sending out the order of death...

After a long while, still not one of the disciples could react to what was going on.

An elder of the pinnacle of the Immortal Step realm was, in their eyes, as powerful as a god, an invincible existence. But the man in white was able to kill him with the flick of his finger. This...

That young man... could he be a true God?

Zhang Ye and the others were just as incomparably shocked.

Just a moment ago when Elder Ming Jue only released his aura, it had already made them unable to resist. They did not even have an opportunity to retaliate, but now... the young man had turned such a powerful old thief into shards of ice with the wave of his hand. The huge contrast shook their sense of view. It was almost like a dream.

“Ah... run!” another scream rang in mid-air.

The disciples of the Ancient Sky Dragon Sect finally reacted.

The youngster in white was too powerful, and was an enemy and not a friend. If he could kill Elder Ming Jue in a flash, then the Heaven Ascension realm disciples would just be like ants before the youngster in white.

Run!

It was the only word that appeared in their minds.

Dozens of beams of light bloomed. Everybody unleashed all of their yuan qi, turned into a stream of light, and desperately fled in all directions.

But Ye Qingyu was still standing where he was, and did not make a move——