Emperor City was in an uproar, Mo Wangchen’s voice had reached everyone’s ears.
Over the years, Emperor Xuanwu stood proudly in his generation, suppressing many so they could not lift their heads.
When had anyone dared to provoke him in such a manner?
Now, a powerful mysterious figure from the Human Clan journeyed south, slaying demigods, overturning all the Xuanwu Alliance and Demon Dragon Clan’s industries and territories.
Even the Divine Thought Incarnation of Emperor Xuanwu was wiped out by the other party.
Without a doubt, this would be a great provocation, and with Emperor Xuanwu’s character, he would never let it rest.
Now, he had co to flatten Xuan Emperor Palace, to slay Emperor Xuanwu’s True Body!
"I, this emperor, went into seclusion hundreds of years ago, have resided in the Emperor Palace for years without erging, but I don’t recall having any grievance with you before my seclusion. Who... exactly are you?"
Within the Emperor Palace, words ca from Emperor Xuanwu, echoing like divine voices, lingering long in the minds of everyone.
Mo Wangchen did not respond, pointed with a finger in the void, and instantly, Ten Thousand Sword Lights appeared out of thin air. This was a terrifying Sword Sea, as if each Sword Light contained different Laws, capable of exterminating all beings.
Ten Thousand Swords sang in unison, slashing down with force. Mo Wangchen struck directly, clean and decisive, unwilling to waste words with Emperor Xuanwu.
"Buzz... "
Inside the Emperor Palace, a hall trembled, and in an instant, the divine power surrounding it spread into the sky, transforming into a dreadful golden giant hand, blocking out the sky and sun, shattering Mo Wangchen’s Ten Thousand Sword Lights.
"You boasted about slaying my ten clans, yet now I have co, and you hide inside the Emperor Palace without showing yourself. Are you afraid?"
Mo Wangchen stood proudly in the void, bathed in brilliant Divine Light, hands behind his back, like a Divine King arrogantly standing between Heaven and Earth.
"Do you qualify to make this emperor take action?" Emperor Xuanwu replied, still seated on the Nine Dragons Chair.
He was connected with the Emperor Palace’s mind and could summon divine power at a single thought to repel all enemies. Even if Ancient King Level powerhouses ca, they might not enter.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, several imposing auras erupted inside the Emperor Palace, and three figures dashed out, all demigod realm experts, each holding a Holy Path Ancestor Artifact, standing one each atop the Heavenly Vaults.
"Ignorant fools daring to provoke Emperor Wu’s might, today, you shall stain Changkong with your blood!"
The three shouted angrily, striking together, activating the Holy Path Ancestor Artifacts in their hands, aiming to slash Mo Wangchen with force.
In an instant, a massive force swept through, as if the Heavenly Vaults collapsed, like doomsday descending, with montum shaking the heavens and earth.
Ancestor Artifacts, treasures of the Human Clan, could summon the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, a terrifying force that could shake Heavenly Might. The simultaneous activation of the three Ancestor Artifacts was astonishing, causing many surrounding cultivators to change color completely.
"Bang!"
Mo Wangchen stretched his palm and finger, a void giant hand extending hundreds of zhang forward, landing upon one of them without rcy, crushing the person into pieces.
A mist of blood dispersed; the demigod realm expert’s body and spirit were annihilated, the Holy Path Ancestor Artifact in his hand had no ti to activate and fell to the ground below, leveling the buildings there to the ground.
It was a golden long spear, weighing ten thousand jin, like a mountain, impossible for ordinary people to lift.
"Swoosh!"
Mo Wangchen stretched his palm, and a pulling force brought the golden long spear which had fallen on the ground into his hand.
"Sizzle!"
The long spear grasped in hand, he stepped on Lin’s True Technique, appearing in the blink of an eye in front of another, the golden spear’s radiance bursting with boundless Divine Power being thrust by Mo Wangchen.
His speed was too fast, making it impossible for anyone to react. In the next mont, the demigod realm master was pierced through the brow, with his Primordial Spirit completely obliterated by Mo Wangchen.
The remaining one’s complexion changed drastically; Mo Wangchen’s strength was beyond expectation. He retreated violently, trying to return to the Emperor Palace.
"Since you’ve co, why leave?"
Mo Wangchen, holding the golden spear, once again strode through the void, pursuing.
"Die!"
The demigod realm expert shouted in anger, throwing the Holy Path Ancestor Artifact in his hand, an ancient copper bell, solid and impenetrable, now pressing down on Mo Wangchen like a giant mountain.
"Bang!"
Mo Wangchen neither dodged nor retreated, pressing out with his palm and fingers, the Divine King Body and boundless holy power even blocking the Holy Path Ancestor Artifact.
"What?!"
"Daring to clash bare-handed with a Holy Path Ancestor Artifact!"
All around, people exclaid; this scene was truly unbelievable.
"No wonder this person dares to challenge Emperor Xuanwu, surely possessing so unknown Divine Body, otherwise impossible to clash with a bell bare-handed!"
Amidst the crowd’s words, Mo Wangchen took hold of the copper bell, his arm vibrating violently, then threw it.
"Bang!"
The demigod realm expert about to return to the Emperor Palace was directly struck by the copper bell, the imnse force crushing his body into pulp, without even a chance to scream.
"Boom!"
The copper bell, like a mountain, landed heavily in front of the Emperor Palace, its might containing the true essence of the Great Dao, directly blowing the palace gates into ruins, leaving destruction everywhere.
"Do you know the consequence of angering ?"
Within the Emperor Palace, Emperor Xuanwu finally rose from the Nine Dragons Chair.
He wore a black Emperor Robe, and as he spoke, his eyes emitted two beams of Divine Light capable of piercing the Heavenly Vaults.
A terrifying aura radiated from him, causing Heaven and Earth to lose their color.
Though not yet confird as a Quasi-god, looking across the world, how many in the Demigod Realm could rival Emperor Xuanwu?
He, like a Divine Emperor, stepped out, as if the whole ground was trembling. Finally, Emperor Xuanwu walked out of the main hall, standing in front of the hall door, locking eyes with Mo Wangchen, the killing intent gradually spreading from his eyes.
"Even your father, Emperor Xuansheng, dared not claim invincibility. You, his son, have quite a powerful aura, but ultimately not confird as a Quasi-god, yet dare to call yourself Emperor Wu, truly laughable."
Mo Wangchen stood in the void above, speaking, his eyes bursting with piercing light. In the next mont, the golden spear in his hand was thrown out.
The golden radiance pierced through the void, as if erging from the chaotic ages, straight for Emperor Xuanwu’s brow.
"Crack!"
Emperor Xuanwu stood with hands behind his back, in front of the main hall, the killing intent in his eyes growing richer, a beam of Divine Light blasting out from his eyes, instantly destroying the golden spear.
"No matter who you are, today you shall stain Emperor City with blood."
Upon saying this, he stepped forward, his figure instantly appearing in the void in front of the Emperor Palace, standing opposed to Mo Wangchen. The endless killing intent emanating from him dimd Heaven and Earth; he was like an Ancient Killing God, his majestic gaze daring none to et.
"I want to see how capable this so-called Emperor Xuanwu truly is. Today, let you perish and Dao disappear, and from now on, there shall be no Xuanwu Alliance in the world."
Mo Wangchen sneered; this was a formidable enemy. Nine hundred years ago, if not for Emperor Xuansheng being alive, he would have destroyed the other party long ago. Now, with the Divine Road about to begin, he must remove this threat before that.
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