Chapter: 1993

Facing the Qin Clan, the Zhen Clan, the Zhan Clan, and the Soul Clan, one of the ancient twelve clans, the Twelve Palaces of Qiankun still had to choose to compromise after all, because once the war broke out, the two major forces of the Twelve Palaces of Qiankun and Yaochi The combined strength of the four races is simply no match for the terrifying powerhouses of the four races. Once a war starts, it will only increase the casualties!

Furthermore, what if the young man on Jiuyou Terrace was killed today?

That can only solve the hatred for a while!

What's more, once he is killed, not to mention that the Qin clan and the Zhen clan will definitely become enemies with the Twelve Temples of the Universe in the future. If these two inherit, then they will definitely attack the Twelfth Highness of Qiankun.

At that time, how can the Twelve Temples of the Universe block this terrifying force?

More importantly, the soul race is an extremely deterrent race to the Twelve Palaces of the Universe. Even if the Twelve Palaces of the Universe are in front of them, they don't have the capital to be rampant.

Therefore, the current situation makes the Qiankun Twelve Halls have no choice but to compromise, which is the best way to resolve this war.

Although, compromised, the Twelve Palaces of Qiankun will lose face today and be laughed at by other forces behind their backs.

Although, if you compromise, you will let a tiger with unlimited potential go back to the mountain, posing a threat to the future of the Twelve Temples of Qiankun.

However, in comparison, today they are unable to fight with these four major races. The consequences cannot be made up for by killing the young people on Jiuyoutai.


In the world of Jiuyou City, many eyes are looking at the Emperor Ye Qiong. With his arrival, there are already seven powerful Saint Emperors in this world!

Seven holy emperors appearing at the same time, this is basically a grand scene that is difficult to see in decades or even centuries!

"Patriarch Qin Sheng, Patriarch Brahma, Patriarch Zhantian, three old friends, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, don't come here!" At this moment, Sacred Emperor Ye Qiong looked at the powerful Sage Emperors of the three races, Said with a calm expression.

"Hey, don't worry, we old guys will live well before you Ye Qiong dies!" Patriarch Zhan Tian grinned. There was a fighting spirit.

Hearing these words, the face of Emperor Ye Qiong did not change in any way, and then he looked at the strong men of the soul clan, and his eyes fell on the body of the boundless emperor.

"Li Cangmang, I didn't expect that the younger generation of your soul clan would move you!"

Hearing this, Holy Emperor Cangmang smiled faintly, and said, "I can't move this old bone, that kid vows to be an enemy of your Qiankun Twelve Palace, so I can only come out and move around."

Seeing this, a gleam of light flashed across the eyes of Saint Emperor Yeqiong full of vicissitudes of life,

"Hehe, everyone, for the sake of a junior, they came to this Jiuyou City one after another. Today, it is really eye-opening. Since your four major races are working together to protect him, then, my Qiankun Twenty Palace will retire today." One step, him, you can take it away today!"

Although Emperor Ye Qiong was smiling, anyone in this world could hear the aggrievedness hidden in his words. After all, letting people go today means bowing their heads.

Such a thing, as one of the top forces in the Tianshu Region, the Qiankun Twelve Palace has not bowed to any force yet.

Hearing this, the eyes of Yexiao Sage Emperor and other powerhouses were suppressing a surge of anger, which had been suppressed to the limit by them, especially King Yetian. At this moment, the hatred in his heart had reached the limit. At the limit, when he was in Yaochi, he should have killed Ye Han immediately.

Once Ye Han was completely eliminated that day in Yao Chi, maybe there would not be so many things like today, and there would be no scene of him bowing his head to others in the Twelve Palaces of Heaven and Kun.

"So, very good!"

The Holy Emperor Cangman said four words calmly, although he said that the power of the soul clan should be above the Twelve Halls of Qiankun, but if he started a war against the Twelve Halls of Qiankun for the sake of an outsider, it would be of no use to the soul clan. What good is it? Today, as long as the Twelfth Palace of the Universe releases the young man who was imprisoned on the Jiuyou Terrace, then this war can be avoided!

"In that case, let him go!" Qin Sheng Patriarch said with cold eyes.

"Let people go!" Emperor Ye Qiong waved his hand calmly. Seeing this, a half-holy man guarding around Jiuyou Terrace strolled up towards Jiuyou Terrace with a gloomy expression.

"Wait a minute, don't worry about the powerhouses in the Twelve Halls of the Universe, they can't imprison me in Jiuyou Terrace!"

Mu Ran, just as the semi-sacred powerhouse from the Twelve Temples of the Universe was walking towards the Jiuyou Terrace, a voice as cold as ice came from the mouth of the young man sitting cross-legged on the Jiuyou Terrace.

Hearing this, the eyes of all the powerful people from all races in this world looked at him. Immediately, I saw the young man standing up slowly, holding Yan Yulan who was still asleep, and then, his body A powerful force vibrated. JrNovels.com