The beginning of the story: Tracing back to the empress, my qualifications to be the emperor

Chapter 188: Destroying the Daoist tradition is not just about killing people and cursing; picking stars; suppressing the king in front of Shouyang Mountain and naming it the Soul Palace
"My clan is the lineage of the Holy Emperor and the descendants of the Queen of Humanity. How dare you destroy my clan?" A hateful scream came from one side. It was the voice of a young girl.

"Traitors! How dare you, the traitors, follow this executioner to massacre the Taiyin royal family? Your ancestors will be ashamed of you!" the girl continued to curse.

She saw with her own eyes Mu Wushuang slaughtering the Duanmu clan like killing dogs. At this moment, her eyes were red and the hatred in her eyes was about to overflow!

"Evildoer, you are a great demon, cruel, inhumane demon, not worthy of being a human being!"

Afterwards, the girl's figure completely disappeared, and her soul was torn to pieces and swallowed by the Taiyin War Puppet's claws.

As for the girl's clown-like scream, no one ever paid attention to it.

However, Mu Wushuang felt a little sad. As time went by and years passed, he didn't expect that this evil slave who stole the name of the Holy Emperor has now comfortably occupied the title of descendant of the Queen of Humanity?

And the wailing, roaring, and cursing sounds from the Taiyin Mountain Gate.
But it lasted for three full days and three nights before everything finally came to an end.

Standing on the chariot, overlooking the lifeless Taiyin Mountain Gate, Mu Wushuang's eyes were calm. The eight hundred soldiers of the Holy Emperor behind him also put down their swords at this moment, stopped slaughtering, and quietly followed behind the chariot.

There was no trace of nostalgia in their eyes for the ancestral mountain gate that had been completely engulfed in blood and fire, because from that day on, their home existed only because of the green robe on the chariot at this moment.

Just as the lifelong oath they swore said - wherever the God Emperor leads, we will follow him through thick and thin, the heavens can bear witness, the Holy Emperor can be the witness.

They use the power of their proudest ancestral bloodline as a witness to follow the supreme God-Emperor in their hearts from generation to generation, without regrets, whether in life or death.

The Duanmu clan of the Taiyin Divine Sect is one of the top forces in the Ziwei Star Domain. The quality and quantity of the monks under its command are impressive.

Now, all their flesh, blood, bones, and souls have turned into nourishment for the growth of the Taiyin War Puppet.

As a result, the Taiyin War Puppet, which had just entered the threshold of the Holy King, is now able to be compared with the strong ones in the third level of the Holy King. And this is something that the Duanmu clan of the Taiyin Divine Sect has not yet fully digested. After a while, the strength of the Taiyin War Puppet will increase again.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang flipped his palm and a white head appeared. The next moment, a small tripod, a jade bottle, and a holy robe, a total of three holy weapons, seemed to sense something and were attracted by the white head in Mu Wushuang's palm and floated in front of him.

But this did not mean that it stopped. The next moment, the white head shook even more violently!

After a moment, a bone knife, a bone umbrella, a bone whip and a bamboo forest floated over from afar.

These weapons are all pitch black in colour. The bone knife is made from a human arm bone, the bone umbrella has the leg bone as the handle and the ribs as the ribs, and the bone whip is a pitch black spine!
The body of a saint can kill a king with just one drop of blood. Therefore, every inch of the saint's body is an excellent material for refining weapons.

"Ugh"

Mu Wushuang looked at the four king weapons that stopped in front of him and couldn't say a word for a moment.

He felt that his methods of treating the Duanmu clan were cruel enough, but compared with the methods used by the Duanmu clan against the Taiyin royal family, it was still far inferior.

He was reflecting that he had clearly used his greatest ruthlessness, but was still not as good as others' "gifts"!

Behind him, the eight hundred soldiers of the Holy Emperor remained silent for a long time. They did not cry or shed tears, because their tears had long since dried up in the years of suffering in the past.

"Such a tradition has no meaning to exist!"

As soon as Mu Wushuang finished speaking, he saw a ray of spiritual light rising from his dantian, and then a jade disc-shaped object appeared between his eyebrows.

At this moment, the endless power of heaven and earth seemed to gather under his feet, and the dazzling golden light instantly pierced through the Taiyin Mountain Gate. The Taiyin Mountain Gate first trembled violently, and then a silent ripple spread between heaven and earth.

As soon as he thought about it, countless rays of light of various colors spread out in front of him, and in each ray of light there were instruments floating up and down.

Or jade slips, or remnant weapons, or forbidden weapons
If the people of Taiyin Divine Cult were still here, they would definitely recognize these glowing objects. They are all the accumulation of their heritage over tens of thousands of years, but they were shattered by a claw of Taiyin War Puppet some time ago.

"Mu Wushuang, do you really want to do this?"

A vague voice descended from the sky.

Faintly, one can see a graceful figure in a black dress and purple hair, standing outside the void, looking at the green figure surrounded by endless light.

"Princess, destroying a sect is never as simple as slaughtering a few sect monks. The Duanmu clan's sect will end today."

On the chariot, the man in green stood still, his voice filled with ice-coldness.

The movement of his hand seemed to have changed the rules here. At the same time, the jade disc-shaped object between his eyebrows solidified, flew out from his eyebrows, and turned into thin lines that connected to many objects.

"Do you need my help?"

With a light sigh, the Princess of the Divine Silkworm did not say anything more in the end, but agreed with the young man's idea.

"No need, today, I will completely bury the Duanmu clan!"

Standing on the chariot, Mu Wushuang's body emanated an extremely mysterious aura, which merged with the jade disc-shaped object. In a trance, it seemed that he saw the figure of the supreme Hades reappearing in the world, combining with Mu Wushuang, moving the rules of the world, and launching the most unsolvable curse in the world.

At this moment, a strange force crossed the void, guided by the aura on many instruments, and tracked the entire Ziwei star field.

The jade disc-shaped object rotated slightly, and then the speed became faster and faster. It no longer had the heaviness as before as if it carried all the laws of the universe. It was filled with the breath of killing and destruction.

Guided by hundreds of instruments and supplemented by the Jade Book of Creation that carried the Dao and Law of the Underworld Emperor, Mu Wushuang used his profound source skills that had surpassed those of Master Yuan Tian to follow cause and effect, connection, and space, and killed all the Taoists of the Duanmu clan.

In Luzhou, Shenzhou, Hezhou, Buzhou, and even in the distant Beihai
Figures fell silently one after another. In just a few breaths, tens of thousands of people had died.

And as time goes by, the number is still rising crazily.

Half a quarter of an hour passed before the strange force that seemed to override all rules disappeared.

At the same time, hundreds of instruments had all collapsed and shattered.

"From now on, all cause and effect will be eliminated!"

Mu Wushuang's face turned pale. He withdrew his hand, and the Jade Butterfly of Creation once again flew into his dantian in the abdomen and sank into the secret realm of vital energy.

This involves the curse of the entire Ziwei star field. With his current strength, even with the assistance of a heavy object like the Jade Book of Fortune, it is still a heavy task and consumes a lot of energy.

"Go Home"

A gentle Taoist fire ignited in Mu Wushuang's hands, dispelling the resentment attached to these weapons and refining the Taoist principles contained in them, recombining them and transforming them into a human body.

The next moment, it seemed that the remnants of the sages of the former Taiyin royal family returned, and saw that the bloodline of the Human Emperor was not cut off, and also saw that the Duanmu clan was liquidated.

"Thank you", faintly, there seemed to be a sincere, trembling voice of thanks echoing in Mu Wushuang's ears, and then the Taoist fire was ignited again on the human body.

The word "Hua Dao" is another name for "death" in the spiritual world. The ancient kings, saints and even emperors would go through such a process before their death, burning their bodies and returning to the Tao!
Now, this sage who has been dead for tens of thousands of years but has always had an undying resentment seems to have finally let go of everything and transformed himself into the world.

In early spring, spring returns to the earth and all things come back to life.

But even the Fusang Divine Kingdom of the Jinwu Clan, which is known as the place where the sun sinks, is cold.

The curse that happened a day ago was really too shocking. Even though the number of deaths was not large, such a thing was really too weird.

For something like this, the major forces in Ziwei only need to do a little investigation to find out who did it.

The land of the Jinwu tribe and the Fusang divine kingdom.

Golden palace.

At this moment, many high-ranking members of the Jinwu clan gathered together. They all had gloomy faces, but if you looked closely, you could see that everyone's body was trembling.

It's true that the world is changing too fast. Who could have imagined that in just a few years, the Jinwu clan, which once dominated the Ziwei star field, would have been reduced to meat on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Moreover, the methods of the Lord of the Divine Court seemed to be even more brutal. Such a terrible curse almost covered the entire Ziwei star field. Such a thing was too unbelievable and too terrifying.

"Holy Ancestor, do you think we can really defeat the Lord of the Divine Court?"

Although Jinwu suppressed the fear in his heart, the trembling voice still echoed in the palace.

At this moment, two figures stood on the high platform in the center of the palace. The leader had a powerful aura and was a strong man in the early stage of Saint King, and the other was a Saint of the fourth level.

They are now the only remaining holy-level heritage of the Golden Crow clan.

"Everyone, does our Jinwu clan still have a way out?"

"Give it all you have, use all your resources, and fight a battle with the Divine Court. Believe me, someone will settle accounts with the Lord of the Divine Court in the future."

The old and domineering voice echoed in the palace.

Yes!

The members of the Golden Crow tribe all came to their senses. They had wantonly slaughtered the descendants of the Holy Queen of the Sun, and even targeted the mastermind of the Divine Court. They had already formed a blood feud with the Lord of the Divine Court.

Under such circumstances, given the style of the Lord of the Divine Court, which states that those who obey me will prosper, and those who disobey me will perish, what fate can the Jinwu clan have?

There is no other way except to fight hard.

"Now, apart from a desperate battle, do we have any other way out? Isn't it?"

For a moment, the entire palace fell into silence, without any sound at all.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
Suddenly, a sneer was heard——

"In fact, suicide is a good choice for you."

It seemed out of place in the empty palace.

The faces of the many Golden Crows present changed drastically before they could react.

The dazzling light, with its eternal brilliance, pierced through the void and directly crushed the formation of the Fusang Divine Kingdom that covered the entire Jinwu clan, and pressed forward.

Suddenly, an ancient banner fell, its edge was so dazzling that it seemed to solidify time and space and pierce through the long river of years.

In an instant, it chopped down, and in the desperate gaze of everyone in the palace, an unparalleled light of calamity fell.

Snap! Crack!

The magnificent palace exploded directly, and the light of heavenly calamity fell like raindrops.

In an instant, the bodies and souls of all the golden crows in the palace were crushed to pieces.

The ancient banner moved forward and, under the horrified gazes of the Golden Crows, split the entire Fusang Divine Kingdom in half.

This moment starts from the Jinwu Ancestral Temple.

Expansion!

Expansion!

Expand again!

Then, there was a loud explosion.

It was like thousands of suns exploding in the void.

The explosion formed by air, fire and divine power spread out in all directions, blocking the vision of all living beings.

Mu Wushuang held the Pangu Banner in one hand, tilted his head slightly, and listened to the barely perceptible wails through the roar.

It is the sky, the earth, and also the Jinwu people in the Fusang Divine Kingdom.

This was a massacre caused by the eight hundred soldiers of the Holy Emperor, but more importantly, it was caused by the falling of Mu Wushuang's banner - the scene of the Golden Crow crying.

With an indifferent expression, the Taiyin War Puppet under him pulled the chariot slowly forward against the fire and air waves.

"Everyone, I'm here. How are you, the Golden Crow Clan, going to settle accounts with me?"

"Come on, let me see where your Jinwu clan's confidence in slaughtering the human clan's Saint Emperor Dao lineage lies?"

Although the sound was soft, it drowned out the roar that shook the heavens and the earth and the endless wails and screams of the Golden Crow, and was clearly heard throughout the heavens and the earth.

"Lord of the Divine Court, this attack contains the wrath of countless members of my Golden Crow clan. Do you dare to take it?"

It was like the roar of a ghost overwhelmed the roar, causing the air waves and flames to dissipate, forming a vacuum area. The vast blood and energy submerged everything and covered everything.

The scarlet blood wave swept across the sky and the earth, extinguishing the flames and then condensing into a solid.

It was a blood-red Golden Crow claw that encompassed the eight directions of heaven and earth, carrying with it the roars of countless Golden Crow members and endless Golden Crow blood essence, and it came towards Mu Wushuang.

"I was wondering why there were so many missing crows. It turns out you guys got there first. You're really cruel!"

Silver blood rushed into the sky.

Mu Wushuang stretched out his free right hand forward, silver light flowing at his fingertips. In an instant, ripples appeared in the void, and the unparalleled fist light made the heaven and earth tremble.

It was a fist that was only half an inch in width, but it seemed to cover the entire world and suppress the thirty-three heavens.

Between touching——

"I really took the punch from the Lord of the Divine Court!"

The blood-colored golden crow felt the pain between its claws and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Before it could have any other reactions or thoughts, a low and dull groan of pain reached its ears.

"You still haven't caught this?"

The blood-jade claws of the Golden Crow began to show cracks.

Then, there was a loud explosion, and unparalleled fist light went upstream and submerged the blood-colored golden crow.

"How dare you, a mediocre person like you, even think about taking my punch!"

The young man's calm voice sounded, but it seemed to carry a hint of doubt.

Click!

The huge Golden Crow's claw exploded directly, turning into endless blood, and was then completely wiped out by the light of the fist.

Disperse! Disperse!
With a whisper, the unparalleled fist light suddenly dissipated, but the surrounding void was torn into pieces like a rag at this moment, and the endless space exploded directly. Only a trace of aftermath turned tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into ashes.

Afterwards, he gathered endless Golden Crow's blood and refined it into strands of essence containing the essence of the sun.

The Golden Crow clan is born extraordinary, and their blood contains the natural essence of the sun. Even if these are just mixed-blood Golden Crows, such a large number is enough for Mu Wushuang to purify a considerable amount of sun essence.

These solar essences are truly priceless treasures to the monks who practice the Ancient Solar Scripture.

After doing all this, Mu Wushuang stopped and looked at the eight hundred soldiers of the Holy Emperor, who were covered in blood and had put away their swords, waiting outside the ruins of the palace.

Mu Wushuang nodded. After experiencing two baptisms of blood and fire by the Taiyin Divine Religion and the Jinwu Clan, these eight hundred soldiers of the Holy Emperor already had the aura of becoming the divine generals who would conquer the nine heavens and ten earths in the future.

He believed that with 70% of the major forces in Ziwei Star Domain contributing themselves to help the 800 soldiers of the Saint Emperor to transform, his 800 soldiers of the Saint Emperor would be able to catch up with the 800 soldiers of the Heavenly Court who were led by Shi Hao, the beast-milking baby of the chaotic ancient times.

"Now that Duanmu and Jinwu are destroyed, it's time to look elsewhere in Ziwei and bulldoze everything."

Order troops?

Want to bulldoze all of Ziwei?
This idea has been their goal since the moment they followed Mu Wushuang. Is it finally going to come true now?
"Follow the order!"

"set off!"

"Wherever the Divine Emperor leads, life and death will follow. Heaven can bear witness to this, and the Holy Emperor can be the witness!"

Mu Wushuang gave the order, and the eight hundred soldiers of the Holy Emperor all showed excitement in their eyes. They were finally going to move. They realized that this time it would sweep across heaven and earth!

Some of the young men of the Taiyin lineage who were brought from outside the domain have now grown up, and many of them have been selected to become one of the eight hundred people.

Among them, there was a child who looked only ten years old and stood out.

He is the Holy Body of the Sun, a child who was named Yao Heng by Mu Wushuang himself in the past.

He has been practicing diligently since he was young, and with the essence and blood of King Jinwu bestowed by Mu Wushuang as a foundation, he began to practice at the age of one. Now, at the age of only ten, he has become a cultivator who has just entered the Immortal Stage, becoming the youngest among the eight hundred people.

At the same time, he is also the most favored one, no doubt about it.

This is partly due to his extraordinary talent, but more importantly because of his name. His Majesty the God Emperor personally gave him the name "Heng", which represents His Majesty the God Emperor's earnest expectations for him.

Although the Divine Court has been quiet over the years, for these people, the training has never been gentle and is full of competition.

Because there are only 800 places available and everything is based on strength and talent, there is no one from the two Holy Emperors' sects who does not want to become one of the 800 soldiers.

Every day and every hour, we are competing with each other.

Among the eight hundred people, the top four hundred were considered the main force and were called heavenly soldiers.

These people can follow Mu Wushuang and fight with him. This was a promise made in the early years.

In addition, there are 400 people being used as reserve troops. The strong and outstanding ones among them can replace the lower-ranked ones among the 400 heavenly soldiers at any time.

Mu Wushuang once said that he hoped that one day the four hundred heavenly soldiers could be transformed into divine generals and could truly conquer all realms and fight in the nine heavens and ten earths.

In the hearts of these people, every word of Mu Wushuang is the greatest instruction, and they follow it as the most noble will.

After this day, the Ziwei star field was destined to never be peaceful, because the real killing in the Divine Court seemed to have just begun.

Following the great event of crossing the boundless void and using great magical powers to curse and kill all the Taoists of the Duanmu clan in the Ziwei star field, only half a day later, the Fusang Divine Kingdom of the Jinwu clan, the land of the gods known as the resting place of the sun, was reduced to ruins.

Later, it was reported that the last remaining dormant Saint King of the Jinwu clan was born. He offered a blood sacrifice to the entire Fusang Divine Kingdom, but was still unable to shake the Lord of the Divine Court in the slightest. He was annihilated with a single punch, and not a single bone was left.

There are not many disciples in Tianshu Mansion, or even very few. The number of direct descendants throughout the generations can be counted together, but only five.

As to whether there is a hidden successor, it is unknown.

However, they have many servants and they are very strong. They are all great demons and monsters that have been subdued in past dynasties and have become their servants. They are fierce and powerful.

Stepping onto the territory of the Heavenly Book Mansion——

Mu Wushuang stretched out his hand from a distance and grabbed the void. Then he saw five fingers glowing. It turned out to be a star that was imprisoned from outside the domain. He refined it in his hand and then threw it violently!
boom!
In an instant, the heaven and the earth shook, and he smashed the star in his palm most violently towards the Heavenly Book Palace on the ground.

This was so violent that it shook the heaven and the earth!
Even if a star has been refined and looks only the size of a fist, it is still a real celestial body. If it is thrown out like this, the power will be terrifying.

As one of Ziwei's oldest inheritances, the Tianshu Mansion is naturally protected by a peerless magic array. The moment it is attacked, light shoots up into the sky and divine light rises, activating a powerful defense.

However, Mu Wushuang's attack was too terrifying. Even the great formation left over from the ancient times was blasted through, disintegrating and shattering.

"The Gods are coming to kill us!"

When the great formation collapsed, the people in the Heavenly Book Mansion were stunned and horrified.

In the midst of violent explosions and the burning of terrifying divine light, the ancient land of the Heavenly Book Mansion cracked and collapsed, and many creatures rushed out.

They saw the chariot in the sky, and also saw the young man in blue on it, with eight hundred strong soldiers behind him coming to kill them, like heavenly soldiers and generals, descending from the sky, full of murderous aura.

“Oh my God, that’s… the Divine Emperor of Shenting!” someone screamed, his face turning pale instantly.

In recent days, the news of the massacre of the Duanmu clan and the sinking of the Fusang Divine Kingdom of the Jinwu clan spread throughout Ziwei. How could they not be afraid of the Divine Court's notoriety? You know, the ancient ancestor of the Tianshu Mansion was one of those who besieged Mu Wushuang.

Mu Wushuang didn't say a word, just stood on the chariot, but the roar of the Taiyin War Puppet shook the entire Tianshu Palace.

With the strike just now, all the strength of the Heavenly Book Mansion was annihilated. As for the others, he ignored them and left them to the eight hundred soldiers to fight.

Mu Wushuang restrained his breath and did not take part in the battle.

In fact, when they saw Mu Wushuang stepping into the Heavenly Book Mansion, the people in the Heavenly Book Mansion were already frightened. Any desperate spirit they had was gone; they were all terrified.

"kill!"

The swords in the hands of the eight hundred soldiers of the Holy Emperor never stopped for a moment, because their Majesty had not given the order, so they kept killing.

Some cultivators knelt down directly. Even though they were born in the Heavenly Book Mansion and had been servants since childhood, they were frightened and no longer loyal when they saw the man in green.

However, there were some people who were quite ferocious, refusing to surrender and fighting fiercely with red eyes. They were all servants who were particularly loyal to the Heavenly Book Mansion.

Mu Wushuang stood on the chariot, with the Taiyin War Puppet underneath him pulling the chariot slowly across the endless killing and heading towards the depths of the Tianshu Mansion.

In this battle, the Heavenly Book Palace was destroyed!
The buildings here are all made of copper, and there are indeed many rare treasures. The eight hundred soldiers of the Holy Emperor cleaned up the battlefield without wasting anything, and moved away everything that could be moved.

There are two medicinal king plants planted in the medicine field.

There are many bone books in the Sutra Library, but the highest inheritance of the Heavenly Book House is missing. It was carried by the ancient ancestor of the Heavenly Book House. There is no writing or bone book scriptures left, and it was destroyed in the battle not long ago.

Two days later, east of Luzhou, in front of Shouyang Mountain, the highest peak of the Mangshan Mountain Range that stretches for millions of miles.

The ancient chariot flew across the sky, shining brightly, even brighter than the sun and the moon.

The eight hundred heavenly soldiers behind him were filled with cold murderous intent, as if the coldest god of death had descended to the earth, silently following the man in green, determined to flatten Ziwei.

At this moment, an old man in ancient robes, exuding the aura of a human king, stood on the top of Shouyang Mountain with a jade box in his hands.

"Your Majesty, the Palace of the Human King is willing to surrender. This is the fragment of the ancient divine scripture treasured by the Palace of the Human King. I am willing to present it to Your Majesty."

Click!

The jade box opened, revealing a page of scriptures with a faint golden light.

"I hope Your Majesty can forgive the inheritance of the Human King!"

The old man in ancient robes held the jade box and bowed.

With every word he spoke, his body bent down a little more.

Even though they had not openly targeted the two Holy Emperor sects, and had not joined those people in besieging Mu Wushuang, the Lord of the Divine Court not long ago.

Precisely because of this, as fence-sitters, they now lowered their posture to the lowest level in front of the man in blue.

"Human King Palace?"

Dozens of miles apart, Mu Wushuang lowered his eyes to the old man in ancient robes, as high as the sky and as indifferent as a god:
"The inheritance of the Human King?"

Only four words were uttered softly, but the heaven and earth were turned around, and infinite mighty force burst out, turning into a wind of destruction.

Wherever it passed, rocks collapsed and trees turned to ashes.

"You are not worthy of the title of Human King!"

In front of Shouyang Mountain, the main peak of the Mangshan Mountain Range, Mu Wushuang’s words seemed to sweep away millions of miles of mountains and roll down.

How can a group of cowards be worthy of the title of King of Men?

Without saying too much, the mere fact that a Zhan Dao-level Golden Crow attacked the sect, snatched away their goddess, and then left in a swagger was enough to tarnish the great name of the Human King.

"I hope the God Emperor will give me a name—"

The old man in ancient robe lowered his body and raised the jade box in his hand high above his head.

"Let's call it Soul Palace from now on."

"Jiang Huan, on behalf of the people in the Soul Palace, expresses his gratitude to the Divine Emperor for bestowing the name on us. We will never disappoint the Divine Emperor and will regain the lost souls of the human race!"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Mu Wushuang's calm eyes, and then his eyes turned and scanned everyone. He was so domineering that everyone was afraid and dared not look up. That domineering aura had already taken shape!

"I want to take over Shouyang Mountain. Who agrees? Who opposes?"

(End of this chapter)