Chapter 2632

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　　In the Saint Emperor Realm, to forge the imperial platform, most martial artists in the Saint Emperor Realm use their own physical strength, soul strength, and saint power to forge their own imperial platform.
　　In this way, the imperial platform has the most suitable power of its own, and can freely use the power of the imperial platform to enhance its own explosive power.
And some talented Saint Emperors will rely on various natural treasures and even divine weapons to forge their own imperial platforms.
　　The advantage of doing this is that the imperial platform is more stable and stronger, but it requires the martial artist to have excellent control.
　　The disadvantage is… it is too easy to fail.
　　Those with insufficient talent, for example, if they want to accommodate the beast fire within their own imperial platform, once they fail, it will hurt their foundation and their realm will be stuck and unable to move forward.
　　Ye Wushuang’s move made Meng Ziyi and Lei Gongming completely understand that this guy is definitely an evildoer-level figure！
　　Slowly, beneath Ye Wushuang, the third imperial platform was molded, and a gloomy and cold aura spread out.
　　Everyone present couldn’t help but change their complexions.
　　Why can others kill a seven-platform realm cultivator at the two-platform realm？
　　Isn’t it just relying on this extraordinary imperial platform？
　　Ye Wushuang stepped out of the cold pool step by step, and then took out a black cloud-patterned tight suit from the storage ring and put it on as if no one was around.
　　His long hair was bound by a hair hoop and scattered behind his head. Two strands of hair beside his forehead moved with the wind. His facial features were handsome, and there was a hint of delicacy between his eyebrows and eyes. His slender figure was more than one meter and eighty tall, and his figure was well-proportioned. The black cloud-patterned tight suit fit closely to his body, and a black belt was tied around his waist, giving people a quiet and mysterious feeling.
　　After putting on the clothes and seeing the gazes of the people around him, Ye Wushuang stepped forward and said, “The pure cold energy in this cold pool has been used by me to forge the imperial platform, and most of it has been consumed. There is not much left. The saint emperors under your command can enter the cold pool to practice, but it is estimated that it will be completely exhausted in just one or two months.”
　　Meng Ziyi cupped her hands and said, “Thank you！”
　　”You’re welcome！”
　　Ye Wushuang said, waved his hand and said, “Since that’s the case, I’ll leave first.”
　　Looking at Ye Wushuang leaving without looking back, Lei Gongming couldn’t help but say, “I always feel that he is here to train, and we are just like blind cats bumping into dead mice！”
　　Upon hearing this, Meng Ziyi raised her eyebrows.
　　The two groups of people continued to practice in the cold pool.
　　In the blink of an eye, two months passed. Meng Ziyi and Lei Gongming led people to practice here continuously. On this day, the pure cold air in the cold pool disappeared completely.
　　The two groups of people were also ready to leave.
　　When Meng Ziyi and Lei Gongming led twenty or thirty people out of the ground and returned to the shore, suddenly there were more and more figures around, faintly surrounding everyone.
　　A figure stood on the shore, looking into the distance. The figure slowly turned around and looked at Meng Ziyi and Lei Gongming.
It was a woman. She was wearing a luxurious palace dress, the colors were bright and yet not vulgar.
　　The hem of the dress swayed gracefully, like a blooming flower, gently swaying in the breeze, exuding a faint fragrance.
　　The woman’s face was like a painting, her skin was as white as snow, as if it had never been contaminated by the dust of the world. Her eyes were as deep as a pool, filled with clear autumn water. She was extremely beautiful and peerless.
　　”Ling Yinyun！”
　　When Meng Ziyi and Lei Gongming saw this person, their expressions both became vigilant.
Ling Yinyun is definitely considered a talented and outstanding generation.
　　At a young age, she is at the Saint Emperor Seven Platform Realm, several times stronger than Qingqiu Yangyan.
　　”Where is Ye Wushuang？”
　　Ling Yinyun’s voice is cold and ethereal, making people feel both cold and comfortable when listening.
　　”He… he has already left…” Meng Ziyi felt extremely pressured and spoke with a bit of tremor.
　　Although Ling Yinyun comes from the Ling Clan, the Ling Clan is inferior to Xuanyue Cave Heaven.
But this Ling Yinyun is a famous gifted and outstanding daughter in the Northern Region.
　　In terms of talent, she is only inferior to those few Demon (monstrous geniuses) famous in the Northern Region.
　　”Left？”
　　Ling Yinyun’s beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and she couldn’t help but say, “Still a step too late！”
　　Lei Gongming looked at Ling Yinyun and said in a loud voice, “If it wasn’t for being a step too late, you might not be his opponent.”
　　Meng Ziyi glanced at Lei Gongming： This idiot！
　　”Oh？”
　　Ling Yinyun said faintly, “I only know that Ling Baiyun died in his hands. It seems that he also killed other people here？”
　　”Qingqiu Yangyan is dead！” Lei Gongming said immediately, “When he killed Qingqiu Yangyan, he was only at the Second Level of the Emperor Realm. Now he has reached the Third Level of the Emperor Realm. You may not necessarily be his opponent.”
　　Hearing this, Ling Yinyun had a hint of a sneer on his face. As he stepped forward, there were eight Emperor Platforms beneath his seat, shining brightly.
　　”Are　you　sure？”
　　Seeing that Ling Yinyun had actually reached the Eighth Level of the Saint Emperor Realm from the Seventh Level of the Saint Emperor Realm, Lei Gongming also felt uncertain in his heart.
　　Ye Wushuang at the Third Level of the Emperor Realm facing Ling Yinyun at the Seventh Level of the Saint Emperor Realm would at least not lose, but at the Eighth Level of the Saint Emperor Realm, that might not be the case！
　　”To be able to kill Qingqiu Yangyan at the Seventh Level of the Saint Emperor Realm with the strength of the Second Level of the Emperor Realm, he should have relied on some Saint Weapon or external force？” Ling Yinyun said slowly.
　　Lei Gongming was just about to speak.
　　Meng Ziyi, however, said, “Perhaps. We only saw that his explosive power was very strong and his swordsmanship was excellent… The specific details are not very clear…”
　　”If he didn’t rely on external force, how could he achieve this？”
　　Ling Yinyun looked at the calm lake surface and said lightly, “Always looking for him like this and always missing. Forget it. We will always meet if we are supposed to. Anyway, there are many people who want to kill him.”
　　As Ling Yinyun’s words fell, in the silent mountain range, suddenly a powerful aura descended from the sky.
Immediately after, a figure crashed onto the ground with a loud sound, and a loud voice resounded through the air.
　　“Where is Ye Wushuang？”
　　As the voice rang out, everyone felt a sense of oppression. Even Ling Yinyun furrowed her beautiful brows, showing a hint of displeasure.
　　A tall and sturdy figure clad in black armor could be seen, with his eyes now staring sinisterly at the crowd around him.
　　As long as they were looked at by his gaze, many people would secretly lower their heads.
　　“Qin Tianyao！”
　　Meng Ziyi and Lei Gongming also had slightly changed complexions.
　　This one is the son of the Valley Master of Wuwang Valley, an absolute pride of heaven in Wuwang Valley.
　　Now, Qin Tianyao is already at the Ninth Platform of the Saint Emperor Realm, just one step away from being a Saint Emperor.
　　When they thought that the five elders of Wuwang Valley died because of Ye Wushuang, and the hatred between Ye Wushuang and Wuwang Valley was even more irreconcilable than that of all the major families and forces, both Meng Ziyi and Lei Gongming trembled in their hearts.
　　Fortunately, Ye Wushuang left, otherwise I’m afraid they really couldn’t escape！
　　“I asked you, where is Ye Wushuang？”
Qin Tianyao’s voice was low and the anger in his eyes was surging.
　　“He… has already left…”
　　Ling Yinyun said slowly： “You are one step late.”
　　“Left？”
Qin Tianyao clenched his fists tightly and shouted angrily! “Bastard, ran fast enough.”
　　Ling Yinyun couldn’t help but frown. With a wave of her jade hand, figures followed her and left.
　　“Ling Yinyun, wait a moment！”
　　Qin Tianyao suddenly spoke at this time and said, “Two thousand miles away from here, the people of our Wuwang Valley and the people of the Shu family found a good place. Are you interested in going together？”