"Anything else to say?"

Chen Qingyuan raised his hand and helped Ye Liujun up. The two stood face to face, only ten feet apart.

"No more." Ye Liujun shook his head.

Chen Qingyuan said: "I was just thinking about something."

"What's the matter?" Ye Liujun asked.

"In that guy's eyes, you are a very important chess piece. He will definitely retain a trace of your original will and study you slowly." Chen Qingyuan said solemnly: "You have to endure it for a while. When I find an opportunity, I will definitely let you regain your freedom and get rid of your shackles."

The meaning of this statement is very clear. Let Ye Liujun become a puppet for the time being, and when Chen Qingyuan is strong enough in the future, he will find a way to rescue him.

If it were someone else, they would definitely try every possible way to stay alive.

Ye Liujun is different. He is an emperor from the ancient times. He is proud and unyielding and refuses to be humiliated.

In fact, Chen Qingyuan knew that Ye Liujun would not agree, so he did not hold out any hope when he said this.

"Forget it." Ye Liujun shook his head and refused without hesitation.

If you really want to survive, you wouldn't have to go through so much trouble for so long.

Living with dignity is Ye Liujun’s goal.

Being a puppet in the hands of others is not fun at all, even if you live forever. It is better to die.

"This is my place!"

Ye Liujun gathered up some strength, slowly walked to the core point of the formation, pointed at a certain center of the formation, turned around and asked.

"Yeah." Chen Qingyuan looked stern and nodded slightly.

pat!

After finding the position, Ye Liujun immediately sat cross-legged, waiting for Chen Qingyuan to make a move.

He personally killed his friend, and then used a large formation to erase all traces of him.

Chen Qingyuan was in a state of confusion and felt very embarrassed.

"If you don't want to see me suffer, do it as soon as possible!"

Ye Liujun urged.

Seeing Chen Qingyuan's concerns, Ye Liujun spoke again, his tone gentle, soothing: "This is my choice, you don't need to feel psychologically burdened. For the sake of our acquaintance, please give me a ride!"

Having said that, Chen Qingyuan no longer hesitated, nodded heavily, and said seriously: "Okay, I will help you get rid of it."

Ye Liujun, who was sitting cross-legged at the center of the formation, smiled with relief and prepared to face death.

"Qiang!"

Chen Qingyuan took out the Zijun sword, clenched it in his right hand, and its sharp edge became apparent.

Seeing this scene, the coffin lid shook several times, unable to bear to see what was about to happen. It quickly became quiet, without any movement, let alone trying to stop it.

The Emperor Sword was sharp, and since Ye Liujun would not resist, it was enough to kill him in an instant without him having to endure any pain.

"Don't hesitate, draw your sword!"

Ye Liujun was clearly a man who wanted to die, but he burst out with great power, facing death head-on, with heroic spirit. He was worthy of being an emperor of this generation, with extraordinary spirit, not comparable to ordinary people.

"Zheng——"

Chen Qingyuan tightened the sword in his hand and slowly raised it.

Powerful forces gathered on the sword, causing it to tremble. The slightly shaking sword light contained the ultimate power of swordsmanship, enough to split the sky and destroy the stars.

Ye Liujun stared at Chen Qingyuan, who was walking towards him with a sword, without blinking, and with great indifference.

Brother, please.

Muttering to himself, Ye Liujun recalled the past and lamented that life is like a dream, so illusory and unreal.

"Come!"

Perhaps he wanted to vent the depression deep in his heart, perhaps he was eager to end this miserable life, or perhaps the power of the shackles brought him great pain, Ye Liujun's face looked a little hideous, and he raised his head and shouted.

“Clang! Rip!”

Chen Qingyuan pursed his lips tightly, gathering his strength for a long time. Hearing Ye Liujun's long roar, Chen Qingyuan swung the Zijun Sword and chopped at his crown.

The vast sword power is like a sea of ​​stars covering the sky.

Infinite power flooded the area blocked by the formation, and the remaining power destroyed everything here.

Those dreamlike and beautiful scenes turned into nothingness at this moment and became Ye Liujun's burial objects.

No matter how strong the impact was, it couldn't shake Ye Liujun's heart. From beginning to end, he didn't close his eyes, like a stone, calm and without a trace of fear on his face.

At this moment, the whole world lost its color.

When the tremendous power of the Zijun Sword was about to fall on Ye Liujun, Chen Qingyuan's eyes suddenly changed, and extremely terrifying energy burst out from his body. He forcibly twisted the force of his wrist and changed the direction of the Zijun Sword's trajectory.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the Zijun Sword slashed at another location, breaking the formation into pieces, and the remaining power spread to the depths of the starry sky.

Fortunately, there was the buffer of the large formation barrier, otherwise this sword would have affected many nearby stars.

Although the Zijun Sword did not hit Ye Liujun, the residual power tore part of his flesh and blood, causing his blood to flow backwards and his breathing to become disordered, causing him to be seriously injured.

"what are you doing?"

Unable to die, Ye Liujun's eyes suddenly turned red. Regardless of the scars all over his body, he stood up and shouted loudly.

Chen Qingyuan ignored Ye Liujun for the time being, but took out the black stone as soon as possible.

No perceived errors!

Seeing the black stone emitting dots of light, Chen Qingyuan's face showed joy, as if he had found a soft light that symbolized hope in the endless darkness, and he was extremely excited.

At that moment just now, the reason why Chen Qingyuan forcibly changed the falling trajectory of the Zijun Sword was because he sensed the subtle fluctuations of the black stone.

The divine consciousness entered the black stone and heard the cold voice of the white-haired woman: "Why are you looking for me?"

If they can communicate using black stones, it means that the two are not far apart.

Ye Liujun was furious and walked up to Chen Qingyuan, ready to curse him.

With a "slap", Chen Qingyuan slapped Ye Liujun on the shoulder, right where the wound was, and his hand was covered with blood. However, this was a small matter and insignificant. What Chen Qingyuan said next was very important: "Old Ye! You are saved!"

Ye Liujun, who wanted to curse, immediately held back his curse words, frowned, and took a deep breath: "What do you mean by that?"

Somewhere not far from here, a white-haired woman was wearing a light-colored long dress, as cool and pure as a lotus, and independent from the world.

In the past few decades, the news that Chen Qingyuan had come out of the Realm of Enlightenment had spread to many places. Even if the white-haired woman didn't deliberately inquire about the news, she had heard about it.

Since it concerns Chen Qingyuan, I more or less want to know more about it.

The white-haired woman calculated and knew that Chen Qingyuan was looking for her. Using the black stone as a guide, she locked his specific location and rushed over to ask the reason.

Using the black stone as a medium, Chen Qingyuan contacted the white-haired woman, respectfully called her "senior", and made an appointment to meet.

Ye Liujun was very surprised to learn that the empress was about to arrive. He immediately changed into clean clothes and covered up the surface injuries so that he no longer looked so embarrassed.