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17 A God Who Makes People Despair 2

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"Eldest Imperial Brother, is this the mountain where Changming's master is? Did we make a mistake? This place did not look like the mountain peak of a legacy disciple.”

The third prince of the Mystic Moon Empire looked at the mountain peak that was about to turn into liquid and asked in confusion.

Changming was Yue Nishang's title.

The First Prince glanced at Ming Xuan Peak and felt a little puzzled.

However, he did not say much. He looked at the other three princes. The third prince, fifth prince, and eighth prince of the Divine Dominion Dynasty were all princes who had the possibility of competing for the Dynasty Lord.

Those who did not have the strength to compete had already been eliminated by them in advance and sent to their fiefs.

"Royal brother, you asked me, but I'm not too sure either. Didn't that great elder say so? This was where Changming's master was. He said that he was a disciple with an independent mountain peak. He should be a true disciple.”

As the First Prince spoke, he stopped in his tracks. The remaining three princes seemed to have a tacit understanding and did not move forward.

To be able to reach such a level in an empire, no one was a fool.

At present, it seemed that what the First Elder said was not complete.

If they believed that this was just the mountain peak of an ordinary legacy disciple, they might as well have their heads turned into chamber pots for others.

Unfortunately, Qin Mingxuan, who was on the mountaintop, did not intend to let them go.

Even if one used their toes to think, they would know the identity of this group of people.

If he accepted this disciple, he would be standing on the opposite side of these princes.

If he still wanted to take a step back now, he would be a fool.

It was obvious that they were here to find trouble. Instead of waiting for others to come knocking on their door, it was better to make a move first.

Since he was able to come here, it meant that those elders had all acquiesced to his actions.

Weak Watermark!

He pointed out his finger, and it was as if the Milky Way had fallen from the nine heavens. A terrifying stream of water descended from the sky with a terrifying might and rushed towards the four princes.

Hmm?

These princes had the dragon energy to cultivate the emperor technique, and they weren't young. Even the youngest prince, the eighth prince, was at the Empty Sky Realm, so he instantly felt the power of the Falling Water Seal.

Their expressions changed, and they all stretched out their hands. The spiritual energy on their bodies formed a shield, blocking the flood that was like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens.

" Master, be careful!" Yue Nishang also saw these four so-called royal brothers. Her expression changed slightly and she stopped what she had just said.

Some of them were confused. These royal brothers were not bad in front of others, but in the eyes of their master, they were probably nothing.

Having been reborn, she knew that before her master's disciple appeared, it would not be long before her master would appear out of nowhere and suppress this era. Even that monstrous woman from the Misty Inscription Sect would not be able to stop her at all. Her name resounded from the Eastern Continent all the way to Canglan World.

He was known as the most monstrous person in the past and future.

Other than his master's disciples, those of the same generation who were close to his age lived in a dark era where they could not stand out at all.

No matter how outstanding one was, compared to their master, they would be instantly defeated.

Yan Qianxue was known as a monster in the Eastern Continent, but at least there was still a chance to catch up. The most outstanding disciples of various forces were all in the same class, but Yan Qianxue was even more outstanding and still belonged to the human class.

However, the Sagemaster Qin Mingxuan was different. He was a god that made people despair.

"Hmm?" Qin Mingxuan turned his head in confusion and glanced at Yue Nishang.

"I'm sorry, Master. I was thinking too much!”

Yue Nishang saw Qin Mingxuan turn his head and shake his head slightly. She said softly with an inexplicable expression on her face.

There was a hint of fanaticism in the depths of his eyes that no one else could see.

Qin Mingxuan shook his head slightly. Even if he accepted this disciple and confirmed that this disciple did not have any ill intentions towards him, he still felt that this disciple was a little strange.

He took a step forward and arrived at the foot of the mountain. He stood in front of the four vigilant princes.

"May I ask if you are the master of my good-for-nothing imperial sister? I'm the first prince of the Shenyue empire, I haven't seen my sister for a long time and miss her very much.”

The First Prince's eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke. His tone could not hide the arrogance of a prince of an empire.

"Useless?"

Qin Mingxuan smiled lightly and looked at the First Prince with contempt in his eyes.

Was it arrogance?

He wanted to see who was more noble in the small Mystic Moon Empire or him, a direct disciple of the Sky Yuan sect.

Qin Mingxuan wasn't arrogant at all. With the talent and identity he had displayed, unless he was a prince of the Feather Transformation God Dynasty, a truly terrifying ancient dynasty that ruled nearly half of the Eastern Continent, the princes of other dynasties wouldn't be able to raise their heads in front of him.

"With just you, how dare you tell me that my disciple is useless? Didn't he know who the real trash was?”

"Since you say so, I'll let you know what the Imperial Dao is!”

The First Prince's gaze was cold, and he released the dignity and dragon aura of a prince without hesitation.

Facing Qin Mingxuan, the other three princes did not hesitate at all. Dragon Qi surged from their bodies.

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