The bottleneck loosened and was broken in one fell swoop.

The powerful momentum centered on Chen Qingyuan, spreading in all directions, shaking the heaven and earth, and surrounded by the sound of Tao.

Countless strange Taoist patterns spread out from the toes and entangled every corner of the area.

The powerful might continued to surge, bringing up thousands of ancient wonders.

“Boom—Chi—”

His power increased a bit more, and his realm suddenly increased.

The eighth step of Shenqiao, the late stage!

Having reached this position, although Chen Qingyuan was still very far away from attaining enlightenment, his divine power was so great that he was like a god descending to the earth. In the eyes of the world, he was already an invincible existence, and it was a foregone conclusion that he would become the emperor.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan was smart enough to get a precious medicine from Wang Taohua. He integrated it into his original soul power and brought it to his body.

Without the Dao rhyme of this precious medicine, it would be impossible to reach the late eighth step.

Therefore, it is not a bad thing to give your friends a little trouble in your daily life.

"Who in this era can compete with Your Excellency?"

Thousands of people looked up at Chen Qingyuan's majestic figure, and the admiration in their hearts reached its peak.

"If I remember correctly, in the battle in the restricted area many years ago, Your Majesty destroyed his own foundation and forcibly raised his cultivation to the peak of the eighth step of the Divine Bridge. He fought against many emperor corpses on his own and did not lose. He was an unparalleled talent."

An old man from an ancient tribe recalled the past and looked at Chen Qingyuan with eyes full of awe and fear.

Chen Qingyuan, whose cultivation has reached the eighth step of the Divine Bridge, is now able to compete with the remains of many ancient emperors, fighting fiercely and standing up to them.

If there is only one emperor's corpse, it will definitely be suppressed by Chen Qingyuan.

From this point of view, Chen Qingyuan's actual combat power is no weaker than many great emperors in ancient times.

"If Your Majesty were to become an emperor, how splendid would he be?"

The people of the ancient clan present really couldn't imagine the scene of Chen Qingyuan becoming an emperor. If that day really came, it would be extremely prosperous and create an unprecedented flourishing era.

"Whether or not he has attained enlightenment will not affect His Majesty's status in this era. He now has the ability to dominate the world. If our race wants to survive in this world, we must never make enemies with His Majesty again."

After going through so many things, the rulers of the ancient tribe had to lower their proud heads, assess the situation, and face reality.

Whenever they recalled their past confrontation with Chen Qingyuan, the leaders of the ancient clan felt extremely regretful and wanted to slap their past selves in the face for why they could be so stupid.

In recent years, the leaders of the ancient clan often went to Qingzong to apologize and even wanted to make friends.

The handling of such trivial matters was all handed over to the leader of Qing Sect, Lin Changsheng.

No matter what choice Lin Changsheng makes, Chen Qingyuan will not object and will respect him very much.

At the top of the void, Chen Qingyuan closed his eyes for a moment, restrained his energy, and regulated his breathing to calm his mind.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was wearing a clean and tidy purple gown.

He has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and looks very heroic.

His eyes were fixed on one direction, and his expression was solemn.

The place that Chen Qingyuan was looking at was exactly where Chu Mo's spiritual incarnation was hiding.

The two were separated by millions of miles, yet their eyes met.

The atmosphere was dull and silent.

They all wanted to compete with each other, but the time was not right, so they had to endure it for the time being.

After a long time, Chu Mo smiled slightly.

Afterwards, his figure gradually disappeared and his whereabouts became unknown.

"Your demeanor is even better than before."

At this time, a gentle laugh came from the side.

It looked very familiar, and Chen Qingyuan guessed who it was.

I immediately turned around and faced him, and sure enough, I was right.

"Old Wei."

Chen Qingyuan and the Diaoyu Laojun smiled at each other and felt very close.

When they first saw it, it was the ruins of the Jiehai. In order to rescue Yiyi, Chen Qingyuan killed people everywhere, like a killing god, which was horrifying.

In the battle that year, Chui Diao Lao Jun had been resisting the command of the puppet technique and did not take action. Otherwise, the situation would have been even worse.

Everyone was surprised to see an old man in a straw raincoat walking towards Chen Qingyuan. They must be acquaintances and smiled at each other.

"Who is this old senior?"

“Never.”

"There are so many heroes in this era. This person is acquainted with Your Excellency, so he is definitely not an ordinary person. We must remember his appearance and keep an eye on him, and don't offend him in the future."

"I am so envious of standing on the top with Your Majesty, looking down at the common people, chatting and laughing about the past!"

Many people stared at it blankly, feeling mixed emotions.

What I saw today was so shocking that I am speechless.

"Let's talk somewhere else?"

Wei Jingxing had a kind look on his face and invited me with a smile.

"it is good."

How could Chen Qingyuan refuse the invitation from his friend?

In the blink of an eye, the two left the place.

The onlookers looked around, not knowing where Chen Qingyuan had gone. They no longer had any concerns and began to discuss fiercely.

The ninth heaven, a secluded place.

The sea of ​​fog was surging, filled with numerous prohibitions.

Inside the barrier, Chen Qingyuan and Wei Jingxing sat face to face, with precious fruits and fine wine on the green jade table.

"The name of the wine is Menghua. It comes from Pingfu Star Region in Cangyu Province. It is quite famous and tastes pretty good."

Wei Jingxing did not forget to invite Chen Qingyuan to drink. Many years ago, he took a tour of the prosperous area of ​​Cangyuzhou and bought a lot of fine wine, waiting for this day to come.

"It's really good."

After taking a sip, Chen Qingyuan praised.

Meeting with friends adds a different flavor to the wine, making it tasty, relaxing and enjoyable.

"I admire your ability, fellow Taoist."

Having witnessed the entire process of transcending the tribulation, Wei Jingxing was deeply impressed.

"You're too kind." Chen Qingyuan smiled modestly.

"I can see the scenery of this era thanks to the help of fellow Taoists."

Although he had expressed his gratitude many times before, Wei Jingxing still emphasized it again at this moment, saying that he would never forget this kindness and would keep it firmly in his heart.

"We are all friends, let's not talk about these things."

Chen Qingyuan waved his hand, indicating that he should not be so polite.

There's absolutely no need to make such a fuss about it.

"A hundred years ago, I visited Qing Sect and saw a thriving scene. In the jurisdiction, all classes lived in peace and followed the rules. There were very few fighting incidents. This kind of situation is hard to see in any era. It is well managed and incredible."

Wei Jingxing talked about that experience with heartfelt admiration, without any flattery.

"This is all thanks to my senior brother, who strictly controlled the behavior of Qing Sect and its affiliated forces. Under his governance, we have today's prosperous and peaceful scene."

Chen Qingyuan is proud of this.

"The name of Lin Changsheng, the leader of Qing Sect, is known throughout the world. I have heard of him, but unfortunately I have never seen him."

Wei Jingxing nodded in praise, and then sighed.

"Since you are in Qing Sect, why don't you visit the sect as a guest?"

Chen Qingyuan took the opportunity to speak, stared at his friend in front of him, put down the wine glass in his hand, and asked softly.