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

Chapter 49 Return to Wanchu and Enter the Pure Land

After several months, Mu Wushuang walked out of the Fire Region, reunited with Feng Wan, and returned to the Wanchu Holy Land with the help of the teleportation array of the Southern Region Great Sect.

In the next few days, Mu Wushuang's task was to act like a qualified son of God and quietly follow behind Saint Wanchu to see several revived holy lands.

During this process, Mu Wushuang also understood why these holy lands' heritage came out to see him——

It was just a signal to him that Wanchu Holy Land would not force him to hand over the magic medicine. The different voices in Wanchu Holy Land had been erased.

Although this matter could be handled by Saint Wanchu, it was obviously more formal and unchangeable for these people who truly determined the fate of the holy land to come forward.

After all, the Holy Lord can be replaced, but the heritage of the holy land is the real foundation of the holy land.

Mu Wushuang expressed his willingness to store the remaining roots of the human-shaped magical medicine and the seeds of the Qilin magical medicine in the holy land, and to use the power of the holy land to breed the magical medicine.

After all, Mu Wushuang is still very young and his demand for miracle medicine is not too high.

Who knew that he would be rejected by several holy figures.

In the end, several of the holy land's masters only took away the remnants of the human-shaped divine medicine, preparing to plant them in the core pure land world of Wanchu Holy Land, in an attempt to revive the human-shaped divine medicine.

The Qilin magic medicine was left on Mu Wushuang.

Ever since the Battle of the Holy Son and the Secret Realm of the Dragon Vein, the entire Wanchu high-level leadership knew that Mu Wushuang was extremely talented and was absolutely qualified to compete for the only chance to become an emperor in the future golden age.

In such a brutal battle, possessing the Qilin magic medicine means having one more life than others.

The chances of becoming an emperor in the future will be much greater.

In this regard, Mu Wushuang, who always took a cautious approach, did not refuse.

After all, at the end of the ancient times, the Fighting Saint Emperor was able to defeat Di Que and become the Saint Emperor, largely because he had an extra elixir of immortality.

Although as a cheating player, Mu Wushuang has already won at the starting line, but why not have more confidence?

Emperor Cheng is 98% sure!
At the same time, in Wanchu Holy Land, a rumor spread from time to time that the Holy Son Mu Wushuang had made great contributions by offering the divine medicine.

Approved by the Holy Lord to enter the core of the Holy Land, he received guidance on the Holy Land's profound knowledge and prepared to break through the four poles.

Wanchu Holy Land remained silent about this and allowed the news to spread.

Later, this news, manipulated by someone with ulterior motives, spread throughout the entire Eastern Wilderness.

A small world located in the deepest part of Wanchu Holy Land.

Here, fairy light is bright and chaotic like the sea. A huge white waterfall is falling, each ray of which is heavier than Mount Tai. The divine light is dazzling and reflects a pure land.

Through the sacred halo, one can vaguely see round after round of "burning suns" suspended in the air, emitting a light that shines through the ages, so bright that it is almost terrifying.

Divine source!

They are all divine sources!

Sealed inside are the true essence of the Wanchu Holy Land, all of whom are great monks at least at the level of Zhandao King or above. Even from a long distance, they still emit bursts of terrifying aura that makes people tremble with fear.

This world is divided into two parts, with a vast chaotic waterfall as the dividing line. The outside world is beautiful mountains and rivers, with a clear blue sky, a shining fireball, rows of strange rocks, and hanging divine rainbows, it is extremely beautiful.

There are many lofty mountains here, but they are generally not high, no more than 500 meters, and look very delicate. They are undulating and have different shapes, some are ancient wolf forests with vines, and some are like lying cows, which are very cute.

Although this place is full of vitality, it is lifeless, which is very strange and gives people a feeling of death.

As for the other side, it was chaotic and misty, and it was unclear. That was the immortal foundation of Wanchu's true core.

"Okay, I'll take you here!"

Wanchu Saint Lord smiled, his robe fluttering, he walked like a dragon and a tiger, endless divine light flowed, and every step he took caused the avenue to resonate. "This is where the true inheritance of the holy land lies."

This small world is very vast, with rich essence and energy. The ground veins are like dragons, the purple mist is steaming, and the colorful rainbow light is bursting. Whether it is the area, laws, or origin, it is far superior to ordinary small worlds.

The greatest secret of Wanchu Holy Land is stored here, and it is also the foundation of Wanchu's prosperity. Ordinary elders are not very clear about the existence of such a place, let alone entering here.

"Yes! I understand!" Mu Wushuang nodded.

Saint Wanchu left, leaving him alone here. He walked slowly forward and gradually approached.

The auspicious atmosphere ahead is getting stronger, and the number of old spiritual medicinal plants is gradually increasing. They are emitting auspiciousness and growing among the cliffs that are filled with purple mist, and the air is filled with auspicious colors.

At first glance, it seems hazy, and there is an inexplicable energy flowing.

Mu Wushuang took a step forward and walked towards the deepest part of this chaotic pure land.

There was endless chaos and immortal light flowing, it was hazy and looked like a place created by nature.

A divine light flashed in Mu Wushuang's eyes, and he immediately understood the secret of this place.

This place was once the chaotic fairyland nurtured by heaven and earth before the creation of the world. It can produce precious treasures that even the ancient emperors coveted.

It was originally hidden in the void, drifting aimlessly, until the mythological world was found by the chaotic body Wang Bo and became his dojo.

Later, the chaotic body Wang Bo met with an accident, and this place was broken after the war, falling to the earth and becoming this incomplete chaotic fairyland.

In the post-century era, a human saint accidentally discovered this place, inherited some of the heritage of the chaotic body Wang Bo, and established an immortal heritage here - Wanchu.

Only in this way can this place always be filled with chaotic energy and the energy of creation never ceases.

For Mu Wushuang, who possesses the blood of the Chaos Green Lotus, this place is definitely a rare treasure in the world.

"Wanchu Tower."

He looked up and saw a resplendent fairy tower floating in the central core area. It was brilliant with fairy light and majestic. It was as chaotic as the sea, with both clear and turbid air surging. It sat in the middle of it like an eternal deity.

That was the quasi-emperor weapon left behind by the initial quasi-emperor who founded Wanchu, and it was also one of the most important assets of Wanchu Holy Land.

Mu Wushuang recited sacrificial scriptures and communicated with the Wanchu Pagoda. This was Wanchu’s secret method, which could summon quasi-imperial soldiers and gods.

"Boom!"

The aura of the ancient quasi-emperor is pervasive, and the sound waves of the great way are deafening!

Gray chaotic air currents fell from the vast sky one after another. Each one was as thick as a mountain, grand and heavy, like a series of falling rivers from the sky.

On the sky, at the end of the Chaos Divine Waterfall, there is an independent small world, where chaotic energy surges, earth, fire, wind and water rotate, nine stone tablets guard it, and a crystal chaos pagoda trembles, creating the world and crushing the ages.

A majestic atmosphere is overwhelming, upright, peaceful, and vast. It does not have an aggressive power, but has an inviolable sacredness and solemnity.

This is the law of quasi-emperor. Although it does not contain murderous intent, it is still unbearable.

Wanchu Tower is a weapon used by an ancient quasi-emperor to prove his truth. It has remained immortal after countless years and has been passed down to this day. It can suppress and kill powerful enemies in the world.

It slowly descended, its aura becoming more majestic, dazzling, and having a primordial aura.

It gave Mu Wushuang a very comfortable feeling.

The Wanchu Tower fell down, gathering all its pressure and sinking into Mu Wushuang's hands.

(End of this chapter)