Peerless God Emperor

Sikong Xuan brought the few extraordinary youths to the top of a magnificent palace, and descended.

This mansion was incomparably splendid, and from its outer appearance, it looked extremely grand. It was as if it was constructed with extraordinary building materials, causing one's eyes to light up.

"So this is the Sikong Family?" Ji Sai looked at Sikong Xuan and laughed.

"Yes, that's right. Everyone, please enter." Sikong Xuan made a gesture of invitation to everyone, appearing extremely graceful and graceful.

Looking at this extraordinary structure, a flash of amazement flashed past the eyes of several people. Then, they walked into Sikong Residence together.

A middle-aged man wearing a black robe is currently resting with his eyes closed, feeling several powerful auras entering the manor." He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Who dares to trespass into our Sikong Family!

A thunderous voice rolled over. Although the Sikong Residence was extremely large, the voice that came from the depths of the middle-aged man still reached every corner of the Sikong Residence, and naturally reached the ears of the extraordinary youths.

The few young men smiled at each other, they knew that dealing with such a situation would not be a problem, they simply released their Qi and resisted the Genuine Essence in the midst of the voice.

"Hmm?" The middle-aged man frowned even more. These people were actually able to withstand his sound wave attack. It seemed like their strength was not inferior to his.

He was the current Patriarch of the Sikong Family, Sikong Yuan, and also Sikong Xuan's father. His current cultivation was at the second level of the Yuanfu Stage.

The Sikong Family was extremely powerful in Sky Feather City. They had a deep background and there was an unwritten rule that every generation's Patriarch must be the strongest.

On the surface, everything regarding the Sikong Family was under the care of Sikong Yuan, and he had often excluded the members of his clan because his cultivation level was too low.

The only fortunate thing was that he had given birth to a son with extreme talent. His status instantly rose quite a bit within the Sikong Residence, and no one dared to disapprove.

Sikong Yuan squinted his eyes, his gaze was as vicious as a viper's, and an ice-cold voice came out of his mouth: "I want to see exactly who dares to cause trouble in front of the Sikong Palace!"

"It's me, Father." A powerful voice came out from afar, before Sikong Xuan could even speak, it was already there, so as to not let Sikong Yuan misunderstand.

Hearing that, the angry look on Sikong Yuan's face froze, and then quickly blossomed into a smile.

"Xuan'er has returned!" Sikong Yuan's expression suddenly became extremely excited, he did not know what to do, and rushed out the door.

Not long after, Sikong Xuan saw a figure flying over from afar. The arrogance in his eyes had finally diminished a bit as he said softly, "Father."

"My son really came back!" When Sikong Yuan saw Sikong Xuan, his body couldn't help but tremble for twenty years.

He walked in front of Sikong Xuan and used his hands to touch's handsome face. He couldn't believe that it was real.

But in his heart, there were some suspicions, wasn't he supposed to be cultivating in the Mysterious Sky Palace, why would he return home?

Sikong Yuan suddenly realized that there were a few youths standing beside Sikong Xuan that were around his age, and their eyes slightly narrowed.

"Xuan'er, who are these people?" Sikong Yuan asked.

Sikong Xuan gave a bland laugh, and said: "These few are my good friends from the Mysterious Sky Palace, and are the top heaven's pride experts of the various nations."

Without needing Sikong Xuan to introduce them, he only needed to know that they were the disciples of the Mysterious Sky Palace s. Sikong Xuan understood their identity and immediately greeted them one by one.

After chatting for a while, Sikong Yuan stared at Sikong Xuan and asked doubtfully: "Xuan'er, you are not training in Mysterious Sky Palace, what are you doing home?"

"Of course it's to get married." Sikong Xuan said in a deep voice, his voice revealing his resolute thoughts, as though no one could change the things that he had decided.

Sikong Yuan's expression changed slightly as he said in a low voice, "But she …"

"This matter cannot be left to her." Sikong Xuan said coldly, a cold look flashing past his face.

"Then what are you going to do now?" Sikong Yuan continued to ask.

At this time, Ji Sai chuckled and said indifferently: "Uncle, don't worry. The few of us are here to help Brother Sikong finish this marriage. Even if the imperial family does not agree, I think they would still give us some face."

"Brother Ji, thank you for your assistance!" Sikong Xuan cupped his fists and turned to Sikong Yuan: "This brother Ji is the Heaven's Pride of the Sun Moon Country, no one can compare to him, even in the Sacred Courtyard, he has a bit of a reputation."

When Sikong Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but look deeply into Ji Sai's eyes.

The Sun Moon Country was ranked thirteenth among the 18 nations and was considered the strongest among the lower nations. He never thought that not only was Ji Sai strong, his background was also so profound, he was truly extraordinary.

"I never thought that Ji gongzi would be so extraordinary. Sikong, you better learn from him." Sikong Yuan said to the two of them with a smile.

"Uncle is too courteous." Ji Sai bowed slightly, he had been extremely considerate in terms of etiquette.

In the world of martial cultivator, regardless of age, only looking at strength and status, Ji Sai's status was much higher than Sikong Yuan's. Bowing to Sikong Xuan could already be considered giving him face.

After knowing Ji Sai's identity, Sikong Yuan's way of addressing him changed as well.

If Sikong Xuan was his son, he would probably be like those commoners, respectfully calling him Young Master Sikong.

Sikong Yuan looked at the remaining four, and laughed: "May I ask where these four noble young masters come from?"

One of the young men with slanted sword-like eyebrows walked out and bowed to Sikong Yuan. "Wind Lightning Nation, Lei Wanjun."

"Xue Ling Kingdom, Xue Wu Jian." A person walked out and said with his head held high and chest puffed out.

"Di Ge, from the Iron Sword Kingdom."

"Qian Feng Kingdom, Mo Luan."

The four of them stood up one after another, a trace of arrogance on their faces. They were all the top heaven's pride level experts of their respective nations, and had been accepted by the Mysterious Sky Palace in advance.

Sikong Yuan listened to the names of the four nations as his heart trembled. These nations were all above Tianyu Country, and the disparity was not small.

What he did not expect was that these few people would actually be willing to come with Sikong Xuan to the Tianyu Country to assist.

"Looks like all of you are heroes amongst men. Among the ten thousand, one of them is a heaven's pride expert. This time, this old man thanks all of you for being able to help Xuan'er." As he spoke, he bent down to bow, but was held back by the others.

"Uncle's words are too polite. Brother Sikong's position in the Mysterious Sky Palace is extraordinary, all of us need to rely on Brother Sikong." Di Ge laughed.

"That's right, uncle doesn't have to be so polite. Brother Sikong needs our help, we will do our best to help." Ji Sai said, causing a pleased smile to bloom on his face.

Sikong Yuan was ecstatic, it seemed like Xuan'er's position in Mysterious Sky Palace was not low, if not these few people would not deliberately lower themselves to get close to him.

At this time, Sikong Xuan looked at Ji Sai and the others, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said playfully: "Would the few of you like to follow me to the Imperial Palace to see my fiancee?"

Hearing this, Di Ge's interest was piqued. He smiled and said, "Since Brother Sikong has invited us with such hospitality, how could we dare to disobey? We would like to see what kind of woman makes Brother Sikong so concerned."

Hearing that, the few of them all laughed, and a strange look appeared in their eyes as they looked at Sikong Xuan.

In an unknown small world, an inky black filled the entire space. It was pitch black, and there were only two dim lights weakly shining, bringing a hint of warmth to this world.

At this moment, in the area where the light was flickering, a slender figure had his eyes tightly shut. His elegant long hair was casually draped over his shoulders and there was a slight perseverance and perseverance on his handsome face that was rarely seen by his peers.

His eyes suddenly opened and two intense lights shot out. The light continued to change and rotate, vaguely forming an array. In the end, it actually formed an extremely small Spiritual Array.

Although the Spiritual Array was small, it also emitted waves that caused one's heart to palpitate.

This was a large killing formation with extremely strong attack power. If an ordinary peak level Yuan Dan Stage expert were to enter this Spiritual Array, it would be difficult for them to break free.

"I have already understood all the murals here. It seems that I have to challenge the next Demonic Beast." A soft sigh suddenly sounded out.

The figure stood up and stretched lazily. Suddenly, crackling sounds could be heard from between the bones, echoing in the quiet little world.

This slender figure was naturally Qin Xuan, who was painstakingly studying array formations in the Holy Beast Cave.

After four or five days of meditation and experimentation, he was now able to set up the initial formation.

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his right leg slightly moved backwards, following that, he fiercely threw a punch towards the sky.

Several peals of thunder suddenly sounded out, and the surrounding spiritual energy was scattered by the fist force, as if it was being destroyed.

"The Eight Desolations Lightning Fist has reached the second realm." Qin Xuan said in a slightly excited voice.

Before entering the Holy Beast Cave, he had already cultivated the Profound Sky Nine Swords to the third stage, the 'one with the sword'.

And the Eight Desolations Thunderclap Fist was only at the first realm, the shadow of the fist.

After experiencing Holy Beast Cave's enlightenment for a period of time, Qin Xuan faintly felt that the Eight Desolate Thunder Fist seemed to be on the verge of a breakthrough.

The Eight Desolations Thunder Fist was a close-combat technique. Not only did it require a strong physical body, it also required an abundant amount of Genuine Essence. Its essence consisted of three words: fast, vicious, and broken.

His speed was so fast that it caused the opponent to be at a loss of what to do. Each fist was capable of striking the opponent's body. There was nowhere for him to retreat to, so naturally, he held the upper hand.

Ruthlessness! His moves were ruthless and decisive, not holding back at all. Each punch was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, unstoppable!

The most important point was to break through the opponent's defense.

In battle, martial cultivator would always have Genuine Essence defending their flesh, and only by breaking it open would they truly be able to defeat their opponent.

The Eight Desolations Thunder Fist carried the power of the Eight Desolations. It was wild and overbearing. The fist moved like a shadow as thousands of fist shadows appeared with a punch. The power of the lightning annihilated everything and could be called the overlord's fist technique in the Killing fist.