Ancient Ancestral Emperor

Qin Shaojie coldly said, looking at Bai Mei and enunciating every word. If Qin Shaojie's words from before made Abbot Whitebrow feel that this was a joke, then when he spoke up again, his eyes revealed an unimaginable sense of madness and shock!    

He tried his best to look around, but there was still no sign of Wu Mei.    

He was very clear in his heart that Qin Shaojie had no reason to joke around with him, and he knew that there was no need at all. Perhaps that was the truth. After all, if Wu Mei was still alive, he definitely would not have allowed Qin Shaojie to say such words.    

However, it was even more difficult for him to believe that Qin Shaojie actually had the means and power to kill Wu Mei. It had to be known that Wu Mei was a tyrannical person, he could even kill Third-rank Saints in an instant. Between the Heavens and the Earth's strength was definitely at the top. He even found it hard to believe that Qin Shaojie could hurt Wu Mei, let alone kill him.    

Furthermore, if Qin Shaojie truly had that ability, then when the Heaven Gate imprisoned Chen Yuner and Wen Ya, Qin Shaojie would not be at the mercy of others, nor would he agree to the demands of them.    

All of this was unbelievable, almost unbelievable!    

Do you really think that this battle was orchestrated by you? In fact, I was the one who pushed everything in this fight. Seeing the look of disbelief in Abbot Whitebrow's eyes, Qin Shaojie spoke at a moderate pace. He told everything to Wu Mei, but from the looks of it, Bai Mei wasn't clear about it.    

The real central figure of the game was not Baimei or Baimei, but himself.    

He knew that this battle would result in a huge loss and he also knew that the Nine Peaks Tower's strength would not be weakened to such an extent, but he was very clear that nothing was absolute in this world. When he chose to make this decision, he knew that some losses could not be avoided. But now it seemed that this so-called loss was worth it.    

Abbot Whitebrow was too heavily injured to fight. Even his soul had been absorbed by the Golden Crow Sword. The Gate of Heaven and Earth was destined to suffer a crushing defeat. From then on, all the structures of the Between the Heavens and the Earth would undergo a great change and this change would be irreversible.    

He knew better than anyone how crucial this was. He did not know how much danger he would face in the future, but he knew that he had won for the time being.    

Qin Shaojie said indifferently as he looked at Abbot Whitebrow. He repeated his words to him once again, because he knew very well that there was nothing to hide, and he was also clear that no one could save him in this situation.    

He had unintentionally found out that Abbot Whitebrow was desperately begging for death, not even bothering to say a word to beg for mercy. He knew that even though Abbot Whitebrow seemed to be a lot more impulsive than Baimei, at the very least, he still had some backbone left in him. He would still retain his final bit of dignity.    

At the same time, when he thought about how Wu Mei had begged for mercy in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh.    

So, Wu Mei was scared out of his wits, and his body fell to the ground? Qin Shaojie's words made Abbot Whitebrow lose focus. He had thought of countless possibilities, but had never thought things would develop to such a state, much less the methods Qin Shaojie had used to meticulously prepare for everything. He had managed to hide it from Wu Mei and himself. Even the so-called methods inside his body were just for show, to lure him into the trap.    

Since Qin Shaojie had already made the preparations for battle, and even hoped that this day would come, then he must have made the preparations to kill Wu Mei and Bai Mei. Otherwise, all of this would have been a waste of time.    

In this instant, he finally believed that Wu Mei might have died under Qin Shaojie's hands.    

Don't worry, I'm fast, at least he won't suffer too much. Closing his eyes, Qin Shaojie said in a low voice. The power of the Golden Crow Sword was beyond his imagination. The moment he attacked, he had beheaded the sword, leaving his body free of any pain. The rate at which Wu Mei absorbed his consciousness was quite fast as well. He didn't feel much pain from the so-called suffering.    

Hahahaha!    

Hearing Qin Shaojie's words, White-brow could no longer hold back his laughter. However, there were traces of tears in the corners of his eyes as he laughed maniacally.    

Even though this kind of wild laughter caused his wounds to continuously tremble, it was as though he did not feel it. However, this laughter gave people a complicated feeling.    

No matter what, he and Wu Mei had been together for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if it was a fight openly or secretly, no one could deny that to a certain extent, they had already become an inseparable entity. They were able to clearly understand each other's thoughts, and even understood each other clearly.    

They knew clearly that the final two would likely end up in a battle of life or death, but they had never really avoided it. For this reason, the two of them did not separate, because they were already one.    

He had hoped countless times that Wu Mei would perish and perish, but when he heard this news, he discovered that his heart was in turmoil. This kind of fluctuation was like angina, making him extremely sad and he even ignored the pain from his injuries.    

Previously, a thought had appeared in his mind, which was that Wu Mei didn't want to die peacefully in the end. After all, in Bai Mei's eyes, Wu Mei didn't save him when he was on the island, and this time, Wu Ji didn't plan to save him. However, he didn't know why, but when Wu Ji really died, he felt incredibly sad in his heart.    

Who would have thought that the once arrogant and peerless expert would fall at the hands of a young man who was no more than thirty or forty years old?    

However, this was the truth.    

This is good too. It has finally ended. Perhaps, this is the best destination.    

After a long while, White-browed Immortal muttered to himself. Under normal circumstances, their lifespans had long been completely used up. However, they wanted to use other methods to defy the heavens and change their fate, but now, everything seemed to be nothing more than floating clouds. In the end, they were not able to contend with the heavens' will. They did not belong to this era and their appearance was not related to this era's order at all. Perhaps only death could restore the world to its normal order.    

As for him falling at Qin Shaojie's hands, even though White-brow found it hard to imagine, perhaps this was also the best way.    

Because if he truly reached the final step and fought Wu Mei, regardless of whether he won or lost, in Bai Mei's eyes, there was no value or meaning to it. They had lived together for hundreds of thousands of years. If they were to meet in battle, it might be the greatest tragedy.    

He seemed to be laughing crazily, feeling free, feeling sorrowful, feeling complicated emotions that caused his face to constantly change. Under such circumstances, both Qin Shaojie and Thoughtless did not say a word as they looked at each other, staring at him quietly.    

No one could understand Abbot Whitebrow's feelings, so letting him stay quietly here was perhaps the best form of respect.    

Before today, they had wanted to kill Abbot Whitebrow countless times. After all, the positions of both sides were different, and their thoughts and methods were different as well. However, there was one thing that could not be denied. The death of someone who had accompanied him through countless years of time was an irreparable injury and sadness.    

But Qin Shaojie did not regret it at all, if it was possible, he would still choose such an outcome.    

In this world, it wasn't because they were soft-hearted or that they could rewrite history. If they had to blame someone, they could only blame themselves.    

Brother, how are you going to deal with him?    

Thoughtless looked at Qin Shaojie and asked. Although Abbot Whitebrow was heavily injured, he didn't dare to let his guard down. No matter what, this was a truly formidable existence that had existed for hundreds of thousands of years. It was the leader of the entire human race.    

However, he didn't dare say the most in how to deal with him.    

According to Qin Shaojie's initial request, it was to kill him. It was just that he had chosen a different method because he was worried about Qin Shaojie and now that his big brother had returned alive, there was no longer any need to worry. The result that he wished to see was only the result that Qin Shaojie desired.    

With just a word from Qin Shaojie, he could immediately eliminate the white-browed man.    

I will let him go with ease, without too much pain.    

Sighing softly, Qin Shaojie knew that there would definitely be people dying in battle. Moreover, Qin Shaojie already knew that this battle, could only end with White-brow's life. Only when these two people die would they be able to completely destroy the Heaven Gate and the opposing gate.    

Thus, the two of them definitely wouldn't be able to survive.    

Of course, he would still choose the most peaceful way to end his life. After all, strictly speaking, these two were disciples of nine deficiency, and even more so, were their senior in name. It was quite a sad thought for someone of the same school to do something like this.    

However, since he had chosen this battle, he wouldn't have any kind methods.    

What was to come, would always come. No matter what, it couldn't be stopped.    

The only thing he could do was to lessen the pain.    

Are you going to make a move? But when Qin Shaojie was moving, Abbot Whitebrow suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Shaojie as he spoke.    

There weren't many emotions in his voice. Even the complicated laughter from before had stopped.    

Qin Shaojie did not need to lie, and nodded his head.    

The battle at the Valley of Wind and Thunder had already gone on for too long. Otherwise, the casualties in Nine Peaks Tower would have been even greater than they imagined.    

You want to kill me?    

I tell you, never. You will never have the qualifications and ability to do so!    

As he shouted, Abbot Whitebrow also roared furiously!    

However, just as the voice faded away, a muffled sound rang out!