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

Starting from the Three Immortals, step by step to today, Mu Wushuang gradually saw the blue sky through the clouds, and suddenly became enlightened, and walked out of his own way and method step by step.

Especially after raising the Ten Thousand Dao Ten Thousand Worlds Tree, he had a deeper understanding.

He has too many powerful inheritances in his hands, including the complete inheritance of the Extreme Emperor Scripture, as well as many incomplete ancient inheritances that have long been buried in the passage of time. These are Mu Wushuang's foundation.

The essence of ancient scriptures and ancient characters were suspended in the air, spread all over the void, shining brightly, and revolving around Mu Wushuang, filled with complex Taoist rhymes, turning the area within a hundred miles around him into a Taoist land, making him look even more extraordinary and ethereal like an immortal.

In addition to these ancient scriptures, the secret technique of reincarnation, which has been close to perfection, is also running at the same time. The sound of Tao rumbles and echoes in his body, blooming with a brilliant silver light, majestic, dazzling, and rushing towards the secret realm of the human body.

Every secret realm of Mu Wushuang is full of brilliance and covered with a layer of blazing silver gauze, like stars shining on the universe, surrounded by immortal divine light.

At the same time, the true meanings of various scriptures such as the Demon Emperor Sutra, the Void Sutra, the Western Emperor Sutra, as well as the key points of many secret techniques such as the "Jie" secret, the "Xing" secret, the "Zhe" secret, the "Bing" secret, etc. resonated together and complemented each other, making the sound of Tao coming out of his body more and more grand, and the whole person became clearer and purer.

During his years of seeking and realizing the truth, his practice has always been improving. He is also constantly exploring and understanding the truth of his own life, without any slackness.

This is a process of questioning one's conscience and seeking knowledge, and until today these principles and theories have grown in his heart.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang, who was sitting cross-legged on the Lingbao Taoist platform, became more and more ethereal, with a majestic Taoist rhyme, like a high and mighty immortal god sitting in meditation, with long hair draped over his shoulders, a solemn appearance, and a crystal glow emanating from his whole body. His whole body was bursting with infinite divine light, exuding the aura of eternal immortality.

The Yuanshi Daluo Sutra that he practiced, the key points of various scriptures that he comprehended, and the most mysterious esoteric art of reincarnation were all roaring violently.

The next moment, the dense thoughts and ideas turned into substantial threads, interweaving in his body and evolving into one figure after another, all of which were the images of ancient gods and demons, conquering the nine heavens and roaring in the nine underworlds.

The gods, demons and Taoist bodies transformed from these thoughts and ideas were all chanting scriptures, mysterious and unpredictable, constantly blending and merging into Mu Wushuang's flesh, blood and bones. They were the only one who believed in the Tao, and they were performing a mighty power that was unprecedented in history.

This is a terrifying transformation, representing that the Tao and Law of the invincible figure of an era in the Great Universe of Shrouding the Sky are being accommodated and unified, turning into nourishment for Mu Wushuang.

In this transformation, an invincible road is slowly being nurtured and taking shape step by step, destined to shock the world.

Rumble!
Mu Wushuang's body was suspended in mid-air. His muscles were crystal clear and majestic without even being angry. Radiating thousands of rays of light, ancient characters symbolizing the essence of various scriptures flew out of his body.

Each word is like a bright sun, dazzling and hanging above the void, turning into deafening mantras of the great way, shaking the universe, as if spanning the past, present and future, and interweaving together.

At the same time, the Sun Emperor Tower above his head was constantly drawing in streams of Heavenly Divine Liquid for refining. Endless immortal light descended, submerging Mu Wushuang and making his body more and more translucent. There were dense spots of light, like bright stars hanging in the human universe, or like bright Taoist fruits connecting all the mysteries.

Now, these Dao fruits are condensing and releasing the power of all Daos. This is Mu Wushuang practicing the secret art of reincarnation, and also interpreting his own path!

"The universe is mine and I am the Tao. Every thought and idea is the law of Tao. Everything in the world belongs to me!"

Mu Wushuang was enveloped in balls of blazing divine light. Various great mantras merged into one, and a majestic chanting sound rang out, sacred and transcendent.

He was truly absorbing the teachings and principles of many emperors and kings, and walking out of his own cycle of reincarnation. Wisps of thoughts and ideas were merging, and eventually differentiated into brilliant balls of light, floating in the various secret realms of Mu Wushuang.

Throughout history, every emperor and king truly found his own way and law. It was not achieved overnight, but they spent their entire lives perfecting and developing them step by step until they were perfect.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang was practicing the secret art of reincarnation, and was also using the teachings and methods of many emperors and kings to reshape his own original cave heaven.

Rumble!
Mu Wushuang sat cross-legged in the void, becoming more and more sacred and solemn, motionless, like an unchanging fossil. The key points of various scriptures roared and condensed into balls of light, standing side by side with the balls of light transformed by thoughts and ideas.

These balls of light continued to evolve and turned into blurry figures, no more, no less, exactly three thousand divine figures, standing in the original cave heaven, becoming more and more agile, emitting a mysterious aura.

The ways and methods of many powerful men, and the essentials of various ancient scriptures are gradually being perfected and transformed under the nourishment of the vast Tianzun Divine Liquid refined by Mu Wushuang.

In the end, these three thousand divine shadows became more and more solid, and each one looked no different from a real person, surrounded by the terrifying pressure of the Saint King.

Suddenly, something strange happened. Above these figures, the scene of Mu Wushuang overcoming the tribulation and killing his way through the Dao appeared faintly, and wisps of brilliant divine light descended.

Gradually, the three thousand divine shadows actually slowly transformed into the appearance of three thousand emperors and kings, which were exactly the emperor shadows that Mu Wushuang encountered when he was overcoming the tribulation and killing the emperors.

This time, it was no longer the Emperor's shadow evolved from the heavenly tribulation, but it was conceived by Mu Wushuang integrating his own thoughts and ideas, embracing the scenes from the heavenly tribulation of the past, and refining the divine liquid gushing out of the Heavenly Venerable's Life Spring.

These people are said to be the shadows of emperors, but in fact they can also be regarded as Mu Wushuang's true self that contains the ways and laws of many emperors and kings.

In other words, at this moment, Mu Wushuang has transformed himself into a schizophrenic patient, although the essence of every emperor shadow in the original cave heaven is still him.

But the personality has already changed. Once they occupy the main consciousness of this body, the consequence is almost the same as being possessed by another person.

In this world, the strong are respected.

Strength is the only bargaining chip in this decision.

boom! boom! boom!
Without much words, the battle between Mu Wushuang and the Three Thousand Emperor Shadows suddenly broke out.

Compared with any previous battle, this battle is more brutal.

Because these emperor shadows are a combination of Mu Wushuang's true self, the Taoism of the emperor and the king, and the divine liquid of the life spring of an ancient celestial master, they can be considered an alternative kind of natural holy spirit.

Many emperor shadows cast mysterious marks, bringing the magic to the extreme, with phantoms of immortals such as real dragons, divine phoenixes, unicorns, and Kunpeng appearing.

This is the embodiment of the control of the emperor's art to a very high level. One after another, immortals joined the battlefield. Under the control of the three thousand emperor shadows, each of them could strike the Saint King monks. It was really too terrifying. Facing this situation, Mu Wushuang looked calm and was not afraid at all. Outside his body, the robbery light was like a waterfall, and the order chain was intertwined into one. There were also real ripples spreading, spreading to every inch of the void.

He wielded the Axe of Creation and went on a killing spree. Every time the axe fell, the killing power was shocking and in an instant, all the fairies were chopped off and transformed into mysterious runes of the Dao, which were absorbed by the original cave heaven.

This is a battle in which only one person can stand to the end. The Axe of Creation tears the sky apart, the Tao penetrates heaven and earth, and the battle is too intense.

There was a strange flash in Mu Wushuang's eyes, because to put it bluntly, these people were all him, and now he was killing himself.

He chopped up three thousand of his selves with his axe one by one, processed the blood, bones and flesh of these three thousand selves, and put them into the big "pot" of the Original Cave Heaven. After steaming and cooking them, he even went a step further to crack the bones and suck the marrow, making it delicious and rich.

The whole process was smooth and flowing, but it was cruel and ruthless to attack oneself.

"Am I killing myself?"

He had a sad expression on his face, but every time he "ate a piece of himself" he became stronger, the corners of his mouth widened into a smile...

The two completely opposite emotions intertwined together, making his face look quite distorted and hideous.

The next moment, Mu Wushuang swung the Axe of Creation with a fierce smile, and chopped it down with force!
The brightest axe blade burst out at this moment, shattering all resistance and destroying all life.

Endless Dao principles burst forth, and one after another, the shadows of the emperors who had merged with the emperors and kings of the past rushed over to kill them...

Although they were all born because of Mu Wushuang, they instinctively hated Mu Wushuang at this moment.

Even though he was the source of all of them and the Father God who gave birth to them, deep in their hearts, they still inevitably hated Mu Wushuang, as if they were natural enemies.

This was a battle that lasted from beginning to end without any pause.

Holding the Axe of Creation, Mu Wushuang chopped off the emperors one after another, sweeping across the vast chaos and slaughtering people wantonly... The blood of the emperors flowed, dyeing the entire primordial cave heaven with a desolate color.

Blood and brilliance coexist, playing the song of the times!

In all directions, earth, water, fire and wind are stirring; the crystal blood and debris flowing in the chaos...all turned into the origin of Tao and became the purest nourishment.

next moment……

When Mu Wushuang swung the Axe of Creation again, he could no longer see the shadow of the emperor.

'Ah……'

"Have all three thousand of my selves perished?"

Mu Wushuang rolled his cold pupils, and at the same time, extracted the fruits of the Tao that had been gathered and transformed from his 'three thousand dead selves', and integrated them into one.

Mu Wushuang knew that these three thousand selves had died for a good cause… They gathered together Mu Wushuang’s true self, condensed the Dao fruits of past emperors and kings, and then completed their transformation through the nourishment of the divine liquid of the Tianzun Life Spring.

And all of this is now under the leadership of Mu Wushuang.

The Dao of the Three Thousand Emperor Shadows was transformed into data and integrated into the original cave heaven. In an instant, the principles of the Ten Thousand Daos reached a flourishing and peak state...

The next moment, the sun and the moon rotated, time passed in a flash, and the laws of all things came to an end.

dim!

Desolate and lonely!

Profound!

It's like falling into a bottomless abyss, making people trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Mu Wushuang, as the honorable God of Creation, moved his mind and reproduced the true meaning of the end of the era. He seemed to appear in a land of nothingness and chaos.

There is no light or vitality here, and there is no passage of time. There is no sky above, no earth below, and nothingness all around.

Being in the midst of it, Mu Wushuang felt unprecedented loneliness, as if he had sunk into an endless purgatory.

There was no wave in my heart, and it gradually became numb.

This is the end of the era. All concepts of life and death are lost, and everything is turning into nothingness.

Finally, when Mu Wushuang swung the Axe of Creation in his hand and chopped it down—

Create the heaven and earth!
At this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared before his eyes, illuminating the endless darkness——

Guided him along the way and got rid of the darkness. (End of this chapter)