God Prison

Nan Gong Wen Tian's voice timely appeared in their minds.    

Emperor Qing nodded at Niu Thirteen, then he strode toward Soul Five.    

"This time, it will be the two of us!"    

Emperor Qing calmly stood in front of Soul Five, yet he was giving Soul Five an inexplicable pressure.    

Hun Wu furrowed his brows for a moment before quickly pondering in his heart. Finally, he sighed and nodded.    

The two of them instantly arrived at the arena.    

"I'm Soul Five. I want to know which sect in the Sinful Region you are from. What's your name?"    

Soul 5 looked at Emperor Qing with a serious expression. His goal wasn't to fight with Emperor Qing, but to find out the identity of Emperor Qing.    

He had no chance to obtain the Bodhi Fruit. The Soul Stone wanted him to investigate Emperor Qing's background, and now that he was face to face with Emperor Qing, he had to seize this opportunity to find out Emperor Qing's identity.    

"I don't have a sect, but I'm an itinerant cultivator. You can call me Emperor Qing!"    

Emperor Qing shook his head and said calmly.    

"Azure Emperor!" Good name! It suits your strength, you have the qualifications to use this name! "    

Hun Wu said seriously, he had already memorized the name 'Emperor Qing' in his heart.    

At the same time, he used the secret technique of the Soul Devouring Tribe to tell the seventeen souls below the stage of the identity of Emperor Qing, as well as the Soul Stone beneath the Bodhi tree.    

"Alright, I've already told you my name. Let's fight!"    

Emperor Qing replied coldly.    

Soul Five looked at Emperor Qing with a serious expression as he racked his brains. He knew that he was no match for Emperor Qing.    

It was very likely that he would die at the hands of Emperor Qing. However, there was a trace of unwillingness in his heart.    

He didn't believe that he would die instantly at the hands of Emperor Qing. He had to give it a try.    

Even if he could only take one blow, he wanted to try.    

He was ranked fifth among the young generation of the Soul Devouring Race. Even the number one ranked Soul One couldn't let him admit defeat before the battle began.    

It wasn't his style to admit defeat before the battle began, and he had never done so either. Even if he knew that he would lose, he still had to fight.    

He wouldn't admit defeat before the battle. At this moment, his aura was extremely terrifying.    

It was as if he had reached another realm. His eyes were filled with terrifying negative emotions.    

The third eye on his forehead instantly opened.    

An apocalyptic blood-red light beam shot out from his third eye.    

As he flew towards Emperor Qing, Emperor Qing opened his third eye as soon as he arrived. He wanted to attack with all his might.    

This was his first and last strike.    

After this attack, he had already made his move.    

He knew very well that even if he were to use his full strength, he would definitely not be a match for Emperor Qing.    

However, he had at least made his move, and didn't admit defeat before the match had begun.    

He was the best at maintaining his pride, and his eyes were terrifying.    

The blood-red beam of light shot out from the center of Emperor Qing's eyebrows, brimming with determination. In an instant, it reached Emperor Qing's forehead.    

Emperor Qing calmly raised his head, waiting until that blood-red pillar of light was about to hit his forehead.    

He then gently raised two of his fingers and caught the blood-red light beam.    

"How is this possible …"    

The five souls were frightened out of their wits. Emperor Qing had used his fingers to catch the blood-red pillar of light.    

This was simply too terrifying. At the same time that it shocked him, he also felt a trace of fear.    

After Emperor Qing caught the blood-red pillar of light, he flicked his finger.    

"Boom …"    

The blood-red pillar of light instantly shattered, turning into blood-red fragments that vanished into thin air.    

A stream of blood shot out from between Soul 5's eyebrows. He could vaguely hear something break.    

"I concede …"    

Hun Wu screamed in pain. Just as Emperor Qing raised his hand, his right hand that was aimed at Hun Wu's head was instantly lifted up and then retracted.    

Hun Wu felt that the will of death that had been locking onto him all this while instantly disappeared. His forehead turned blood-red, and fresh blood flowed from it.    

He stumbled as he held his forehead and weakly jumped off the arena stage.    

The seventeen people of Hun Wu who were waiting below the arena quickly came over to help support him.