88: The death of the Immortal Lord Beihan, the base of the Time Travelers Alliance!

With that, Wang Qing walked towards the battle zone, looking down at Ye Langtian beating Ye Changsheng from above, and sneered, "Immortal Lord Ye, the waves behind push the waves ahead, and the front waves die on the beach!"

"You may go on your way!"

"This Emperor will let the Great Dao God Clan and all living beings of the Northern Cold Immortal Region go down to accompany you!"

"On the Yellow Springs Road, you won't be alone!"

His playful voice was like a devil whispering.

Ye Langtian was startled, shifting his position and no longer beating that rebellious son Ye Changsheng, looking at Wang Qing warily.

He observed the situation on the Nine Dragons Immortal Ship; a black light barrier enveloped the entire hull, capable of suppressing an Immortal Emperor's battle prowess.

Immediately, his heart sank halfway; it seemed that this situation would likely end badly.

"Wang Qing, do you dare to kill This Emperor?"

"Aren't you afraid of the Ye family ancestors coming after you?"

Ye Langtian tried to use his ancestors to pressure him.

Wang Qing didn't fall for it, scoffing, "Your ancestor stripped you of your Immortal Lord position; do you think she would save you?"

"Don't be ridiculous; just commit suicide obediently to avoid suffering physical pain!"

With that, Wang Qing effortlessly conjured black and white energy, summoning the Sword of the Other Shore, pointing it directly at Ye Langtian.

When Ye Langtian saw this sword, his scalp tingled!

He still remembered that three months ago, Wang Qing had used this very sword to sever the Physical Body of transcendent beings.

"You... you!" Ye Langtian was speechless.

"You what, old man, go to Hell!"

Suddenly, Ye Changsheng sprang up, holding the replica of the Heavenly Demon Subduing Halberd, and stabbed Ye Langtian's body from behind.

"Pfft~"

Ye Langtian spat out fresh blood, nearly splattering it on Wang Qing.

He dodged, and the blood splattered onto Yun Qianrong.

Yun Qianrong's gaze was complex, and she made no move to rescue him, "Why must you two father and son be like this?"

The outcome was already decided; she gave a bitter laugh, disheartened, and turned to leave as if her soul had been lost.

"Beast, how dare you commit patricide?"

Ye Langtian turned his head, staring at the beast Ye Changsheng with a very ugly expression.

Soon, he realized something was wrong.

Because the halberd in Ye Changsheng's hand was erupting with terrifying devouring power, consuming his vitality and Cultivation.

"Old man, you dared to toy with This Emperor's lover; you should have died long ago!"

"Today, you shall go to Hell!"

Ye Changsheng's hatred ran wild, and with the devouring power of the Divine-Grade Sign-in System, he continuously devoured Ye Langtian's Cultivation.

"You rebellious son, if there is a next life, This Emperor will tear you to shreds!"

Ye Langtian's face was distorted, his vitality mercilessly draining away, and he quickly became a shriveled corpse.

The Northern Cold Immortal Lord, who once looked down upon all realms, an Immortal Emperor with the peak battle prowess of Xianxia Cultivate, now met such an end.

Even Wang Qing raised an eyebrow, somewhat lamenting that Ye Langtian was ultimately killed by his own son.

To say he was soft-hearted? It didn't seem so!

Who had ever seen a soft-hearted person capable of single-handedly instigating Chaos in the Immortal Realm and disregarding human life?

To say he wasn't soft-hearted? At this moment, he showed a complex expression, a complexity that wasn't kindness.

Instead, it was the complexity of human nature, which could be so twisted as to kill an Immortal Emperor who had lived for tens of millions of years.

However, it seemed that everything was caused by him!

"You've killed him; now tell me everything you know about the Transcendents Alliance!"

Wang Qing sat back down in the chair he had just produced and said indifferently.

After Ye Changsheng devoured Ye Langtian's Cultivation, his Cultivation soared, directly reaching Immortal Emperor.

He was no longer the Immortal Emperor using an experience card; he had now officially stepped into the Immortal Emperor realm, though he hadn't fully mastered the corresponding combat experience.

"That's a long story!"

"The Transcendents Alliance is located in an ancient world near the Hongmeng Sea."

"That world is called the Ancient Sky Realm, possessing a technological Divine Tree, and all Transmigrators will eventually go there!"

"Before I underwent Possession of the original Ye Changsheng, I came from the Ancient Sky Realm and was an alien explorer."

"The various advanced quantum weapons of that technological world can almost instantly kill beings below Immortal King!"

"Furthermore, with the combination of technology and Cultivation, the Ancient Sky Realm has probably developed weapons that can instantly kill an Immortal King."

Ye Changsheng did not hide anything, recounting his origins in detail.

Wang Qing fell into deep thought, searching his memories, but found no information about the Ancient Sky Realm.

Zhao Ri Tian and Long Aotian always returned to the world where the Transcendents Alliance was located through the River of Time.

Perhaps the entrance to the Ancient Sky Realm should also be in the River of Time, which might be a bit troublesome to find.

However, if he couldn't destroy the world where the Transmigrators resided, he could attack the Transcendents Alliance's headquarters established in the Hongmeng Sea.

With this thought, he no longer worried about whether he could eliminate the Transcendents Alliance now.

He looked up and said coldly, "Go and kill Gu Junan. If you can't do it!"

"This Emperor, who enabled you to commit patricide, can also kill you with a single sword strike across endless time and space!"

With that, Wang Qing stood up, removed the Formation on the Nine Dragons Immortal Ship, and left as a black mist.

Ye Changsheng frowned slightly but had no intention of resisting Wang Qing.

He planned to complete the task Wang Qing assigned, find Feng Xin in the Wild Realm, and immediately find a place to settle down.

After the Hongmeng Calamity, he would return to the Immortal Realm to see what the situation was like.

As soon as he thought of it, he waved his hand, driving the Nine Dragons Immortal Ship towards the central battlefield of the Northern Cold Immortal Region.

The central region of the Northern Cold Immortal Region was already in Chaos; mountains and rivers were shattered, magma erupted from the earth's core, and bloody rain covered every corner.

Countless Northern Cold Immortal Army, Immortal orthodoxies, and Immortal King families, led by Gu Junan, launched an attack on the Gui Xu Demon Lord.

Immortals bled, blood stained the sky, and heaven and earth wailed.

However, none of this concerned Wang Qing.

He was now on his way to the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain, intending to see why the Eastern Cold Immortal Lord had delayed deploying troops and whether he had other plans.

The Great Dao God Clan going to the Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain to cause trouble was clearly going to their deaths, so he didn't need to worry.

The war in the Northern Cold Immortal Region wouldn't end for several months; seizing this opportunity to destroy the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain in one fell swoop would allow him to unify the Immortal Realm.

Because Wang Qing had a hunch that the Immortal Lord of the Western Cold probably had no intention of stopping him from unifying the Immortal Realm.

The Southern Cold Immortal Lord was his woman, so now only the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain remained; as long as they were dealt with, the overall situation would be settled... On the border of the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain.

Immortal Lord Jiang Qing's scouts sent to the Wild Realm had just returned; he led nearly two hundred thousand Immortal Army to the Lower Realm.

Only the Imperial Advisor, Ghostly Underworld Taoist, was on the Qilin Immortal Ship, vigilantly watching Wang Qing descend from the Chaos mist to the Eastern Cold border.

The Eastern Cold still had nearly six hundred thousand Immortal Army remaining, all composed of various Immortal orthodoxies and Immortal King families, well-ordered and united against a common enemy.

They all showed hostile gazes, staring intently as Wang Qing steadily landed on a mountain peak.

"Imperial Son Wang, what are you doing in the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain again?"

Ghostly Underworld Taoist was the first to speak.

Wang Qing looked at the Qilin Immortal Ship from afar and said coldly, "Naturally, I've come to enslave the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain..."