Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 142: Looking down on all living beings
The holy body and the Taoist fetus are inherently friendly with the Tao. After entering the secret realm of dragon transformation, Yang Zhu's understanding and perception of the Tao once again achieved a qualitative leap.

Now, with just a move of his hands, he can mobilize the order of the avenue to fight. He is extremely terrifying and can destroy everything in his power. Nothing can stop him.

"you……"

At this moment, Beidi was left with only a feeling of powerlessness, and he experienced what it meant to float and shake the blue sky!

He knew that he had been defeated, and completely defeated. From beginning to end, he had not been able to hurt Yang Zhu at all. He had been defeated step by step and had no power to fight back.

"It's time to finish."

As the voice fell, purple-gold blood energy spread, Yang Zhu's whole body was shining, and he punched out, the avenue resounded, the sky and the earth collapsed, and a huge abyss opened.

Time and space are disordered, one piece collapses after another, endless black light splashes, leading to an unknown dimension. Once you are accidentally swallowed up by it, it will be eternal exile!
"boom!"

There was a sound of landslide and tsunami. Beidi used all his life-saving trump cards, but under Yang Zhu's punch, they were all in vain and were disintegrated and annihilated in an instant.

With a "puff", blood splattered and Wang Teng was blown away for several miles.

Everything below his abdomen was blown into a bloody mist, and the remaining upper body was also smashed to pieces, with flesh and blood all over the place, almost becoming a pool of bloody mud.

"..."

All the religious leaders and old fossils that had lived for a long time were moved and shocked beyond words.

The once-famous Northern Emperor Wang Teng now had only half of his body left. He looked like mud, limp and without any trace of a human figure.

A terrifying aura vibrated from Yang Zhu's body, and a ray of divine light burst out and hovered in front of him.

It was a shining heavenly sword, crystal clear, overflowing with divine light, with a translucent blade and a fierce murderous intent that frightened even the leader.

"It is actually made from Daojie Gold, one of the nine immortal golds. What a big deal!"

Jiang Yifei exclaimed that even the ancient emperors might not possess the materials for imperial weapons, but Yang Zhu actually had such a large piece of it.

"The years are like a sword cutting down the proud ones, and the path to eternal life is full of enchantment."

Yang Zhu grasped the Heavenly Sword and chopped it down without any hesitation.

The Heavenly Sword swept across the sky, breaking through the sky, piercing through the past and the present, slashing down from the ninth heaven with an indomitable and overwhelming momentum, nothing could stop it!
"puff!"

Under the gleaming Heavenly Sword, the Northern Emperor had no power to defend himself and was chopped to pieces.

The whole place fell into deathly silence. Everyone was still immersed in the shock of the afternoon and couldn't recover for a long time.

The dignified Northern Emperor, known as one of the most promising geniuses in today's era to become an emperor, was invincible in Beiyuan ten years ago. No one was his match, even the Saint Son of Donghuang would shudder at the mention of him.

It was such a person who was actually killed by the Holy Body Daotai today, and was almost completely crushed without any suspense!

"I said before, Tianjiao is just a threshold to see me."

Yang Zhu's figure was majestic and his aura was all-encompassing, like the reincarnation of a great emperor. He looked down upon all living beings and the universe. For a moment, no one dared to respond.

He stood between heaven and earth like a banished immortal, and all the saints looked at him with awe. They were all geniuses of the time, but compared with Yang Zhu, they all seemed dull and dim.

Many people sighed that it was such a tragedy to be born in the same world as the Holy Body and the Holy Spirit!

"Teng'er! My Teng'er..."

Wan Chengkun was heartbroken and immersed in grief. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

The death of Wang Teng was an immeasurable loss to the Wang family, and it was equivalent to extinguishing their hope of rising strongly.

"You killed my Teng'er, and my Wang family will bury you with him!"

At this time, Wang Chengkun's eyes were bloodshot and he was so angry that he no longer had any scruples and was about to fight with the Wang family's supreme elders.

"Do you think that because you are so powerful, I can't kill you?"

The word "all" appeared between Yang Zhu's eyebrows, and his combat power and soul power suddenly increased tenfold.

"This is... the Nine Secrets!" Ye Fan recognized that this was the "Jie" Secret among the Nine Secrets, and a storm surged in his heart. Yang Zhu slowly grasped it, and all the Dao patterns flashed, pouring over continuously, decomposing one by one, and condensing into a divine chain of order.

The Divine Chain of Order was extremely dazzling, radiating divine aura. When it first appeared, the heaven and earth trembled, and even the galaxy lost its luster in front of it.

This is one of the taboo scriptures in the Beginningless Sutra, and it is the highest mystery of Taoism.

"Today I will show you what the inheritance of the Great Emperor is."

Yang Zhu waved his arm, and the Divine Chain of Order was drawn out. Dao patterns continued to condense and fill in, leaving behind a gorgeous afterimage.

"puff!"

Several powerful men of the Wang Family were all turned into ashes the moment they came into contact with the Divine Chain of Order, and were wiped out from this world.

“Oh my god, the Holy Body Dao Fetus can even kill powerful beings. Is this still a human being? It’s definitely a monster!”

The monks were horrified and could not calm down for a long time.

"Wang Family... I am not afraid of even the major holy places, let alone you."

The divine chain of order dissipated, and Yang Zhu's eyes were as cold as lightning as he looked down at the three remaining young geniuses of the Wang family.

Those three people, apart from Wang Teng, have the strongest cultivation and talent, and are the hope of the younger generation of the Wang family.

"We...we dare not..."

The three men faced Yang Zhu, trembling and unable to speak, cold sweat soaking their backs, and their legs went weak and they collapsed.

The Saint of Yao Chi, Hei Huang and Duan De came to Yang Zhu from the crowd.

"Woof! That bastard Teng dares to call himself the emperor. He is not worthy!"

The big black dog had a look of contempt on his face. In his eyes, there was only one person in this world who had the qualities to be an emperor, and that was Yang Zhu.

Lotus flowers bloom with every step of the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi, and fairy air surrounds her. Wherever her jade feet step, crystal petals dance, accompanied by bursts of sweet fragrance, which makes people feel inexplicably soothed.

Although covered with a veil, she was still impeccably beautiful. Her eyes were hazy and as soft as water as she stared at Yang Zhu quietly.

"Don't move yet."

The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi stepped forward, and with her crystal-clear jade hand, she gently smoothed Yang Zhu's clothes, and finally straightened his black robe along his belt.

"Brother Yang, what material is this made of..."

Duan De rubbed his big white and chubby hands and wanted to feel it himself. In fact, he had noticed very early on that Yang Zhu's black robe was extraordinary.

"Woof! What are you doing here, you fat guy? Get out of here!"

The Black Emperor bared his teeth and stared at Duan De fiercely. It was nothing that the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi had an unusual relationship with Yang Zhu, but why did Duan De join in the fun?
"If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. You are so stingy."

The unscrupulous Taoist turned his head away and put on an indifferent look.

"Mr. Yang, do you have time to go sit with the old woman?"

At this time, the Holy Mother of Yao Chi came from afar, graceful and dignified, and said with a smile.

"can."

Yang Zhu knew that there was something important to discuss, so he nodded without hesitation.

"Young friend Yang Zhu."

The God King in white also stepped forward, his eyes full of joy. He had long wanted to meet the holy body and Tao fetus that saved his life, but he never had the chance.

"I have met the God King."

This was the first time Yang Zhu saw the God King in White. His mind was filled with thoughts and he felt a little emotional.

(End of this chapter)