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

Chapter 74: One shot destroyed millions of miles; the might of the emperor shocked the North Star! (First order exceeded 600, one more chapter added)
"Hmph, you are just a dragon cultivator, don't be so arrogant. As powerful immortals, it is not your turn to scold us..."

These powerful independent cultivators were cultivators from the Xiantai Secret Realm, so even the elders of the Holy Land had to show them some courtesy.

But now he was despised by a mere dragon-transforming cultivator like Mu Wushuang. His face suddenly darkened and he stared at Mu Wushuang with disdain and shouted coldly.

You are just a small cultivator who has transformed into a dragon, yet you dare to look down on these powerful immortal masters.

"Good words can't persuade the damn ghost!"

Mu Wushuang stood quietly on the hill, a green light flashed in his palm, and the Green Lotus Imperial Soldier floated quietly. He looked at the people who had completely surrounded him, his expression calm, without any fear.

"Arrogant boy!"

Someone sneered continuously, looking at Mu Wushuang's palm with greed in his eyes.

"As long as we kill you today, the Qinglian Emperor Soldier will be ours!"

This is a supreme imperial weapon, and now it is in the hands of a mere dragon-transforming cultivator. It is truly a blessing from heaven.

Moreover, with the endorsement of the strong men from the ancient Jiang family, it can be said that these powerful independent cultivators have already felt in their hearts that capturing the Green Lotus Emperor Soldier this time is absolutely a foregone conclusion.

"Really?" Mu Wushuang raised a sneer upon hearing that.

Well, he has made a breakthrough today and is in a good mood, so he might as well show mercy and let these people regain their awe of the emperor.

The Age of Ending Law has been suppressed for too long, even saints are crowned as ancient saints in front of them, let alone a taboo existence like the Great Emperor who stands at the top of the universe.

It can be said that the monks in the five Beidou regions of this era really lack the understanding of the power of the Great Emperor.

Holding the Green Lotus Emperor's weapon in his hand, Mu Wushuang stood in the air with his hair flying and his green clothes fluttering.

He looked down at the so-called big shots in front of him like a god-king, and said coldly:

"I hope that in your next life, you will understand what humility is!"

At this moment, Mu Wushuang's entire aura changed drastically, like a divine sun shining in the sky, illuminating the sky.

Although his cultivation level has not improved much, he has an air of being the only one in the world who is superior to others, which is awe-inspiring and cannot be underestimated.

The Imperial Green Lotus Weapon was radiant with light, so bright and dazzling that it was difficult for people to look directly at it. When it was held in his hand, a terrifying pressure erupted almost instantly, sweeping across the entire world.

"Have you ever seen blood floating in the world?"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

When Mu Wushuang's slender white hands held up the Green Lotus Emperor Soldier, it felt the purest aura of Chaos Green Lotus blood in Mu Wushuang's body, as if it had returned to the days when it followed the Green Emperor.

The chaotic green lotus sings softly.

It seems to be cheering, seems to be leaping for joy, humming and playing an immortal battle song of life.

"Watch out, kid—this strike is going to be awesome!"

An imperial voice that only Mu Wushuang could hear resounded through the sky, and the chaotic green lotus that had been dormant in his palm began to spin.

Suddenly, an aura as strong as that of an immortal or an emperor enveloped the entire field. Everyone was suppressed by the invisible wave and lay on the ground as if they were forbidden to move.

Everything is still, and even time seems to have forgotten this ruins.

On the hill, the terrifying imperial energy spread out, and worlds came and went in the green fairy light.

"boom!"

The chaotic green lotus blood in his body was boiling, and strands of crystal clear blood flowed out of his body and poured onto the Green Lotus Emperor Weapon.

The innate Hunyuan Sutra, which was created completely for him, was running; the Wheel Sea, the Dao Palace, the Four Poles, the Transformed Dragon, and the illusory Five Qis Converging to the Origin Secret Realm were all glowing together.

In a trance, a chaotic blue lotus supporting the sky appeared, and the stars in the sky shone between the flowers and leaves, forming a picture of Pangu creating the sky -

The next moment, a supreme ancient god walked out of the Chaos Green Lotus. Layer upon layer of chains of order fell down, and shackles were unlocked, and he became one with Mu Wushuang.

Then, wisps of almost immortal aura lingering around the Hunyuan Holy Light surged, coming from Mu Wushuang, but more from the Qinglian Emperor Soldier in his hand.

It is really tainted with some incredible immortal substance, as if it does not belong to this world, and it is a power from ancient taboos.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang seemed to be one with the Qinglian Imperial Weapon. He wielded this special imperial weapon and launched a strike like that of an ancient emperor.

Many years later, young monks who occasionally passed by this mountain range would point to a ravine hundreds of thousands of miles long and ask their elders why it looked like it was stabbed out by a gun.

Most people would shake their heads to indicate they don't know, but some old guys would reveal a hint of fanatical reminiscence, nod their heads and tell their children and grandchildren with certainty that this was caused by a gunshot wound.

But it's not a gun, it's a green lotus.

The shot was fired with a force that shook the heavens and the earth. Before this, they had never seen such a dazzling gun light.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang taught these ignorant and self-proclaimed strong Xiantai bigwigs a good lesson, letting them know how terrifying the imperial soldiers are.

“Is this the Emperor’s might?”

Feng Wan stared at Mu Wushuang at this moment. The pressure made them surrender from the bottom of their hearts and dared not resist at all. This was the real power of the extreme!
At this moment, those so-called powerful immortals were all in panic. No one could remain calm, and almost all of them fell to the ground. This kind of power was too strong and almost no one could withstand it.

Everything is still, and even time seems to have forgotten this ruins.

More than a dozen cultivators, including the great man of the Jiang family, died under this endless power before they could even react. They were completely transformed into blood mist and their souls were annihilated.

In an instant, the entire mountain fell into deathly silence.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Even Mu Wushuang was a little confused, because even if he was drained of energy, it would be impossible for him to deliver such a blow?

There is only one possibility, that the Qinglian Emperor Soldier used his hand to deliver this attack!
"Practice well, kid. This attack is not even one billionth of the power of the Great Emperor. You still have a long way to go in the future."

Chaos opened, and Yin and Yang were separated. Heaven and earth were born, and the clear and turbid were separated. The sky was clear and the earth was turbid. The sky moved and the earth was still. The essence was reduced and the end flowed, and all things were born.

But at this moment, after that shot.

Above the entire mountain range and plains, the gray-black chaotic air flowed hazily, with no distinction between clear and turbid air. The sun and moon were dim, as if returning to the era before the creation of the world.

There was a desolate scene between heaven and earth.

"Crack!"

Broken boulders fell from the sky, and then the soil pile loosened, and a dusty head popped out, looking around.

"Cough cough."

"Xiao Wushuang, just tell me if you did it on purpose?"

A weak greeting was heard, and from a corner covered with gravel and weeds, a ray of divine light burst out, shaking away the stones and soil, and walked out.

Thinking of the previous attack, Feng Wan felt a chill in his heart.

"If I say it's none of my business, will you believe me?"

"Humph, do you think I don't know? With your strength as a little Karami, you can deliver such a powerful attack..."

Feng Wan, who was blown thousands of miles away by the aftermath and buried in a vast ruin, returned to Mu Wushuang. He looked into the distance at the ravine that stretched for millions of miles and couldn't help but lose his voice, unable to remain calm.

The time of the ancient emperor is too long ago. Although many people know that the emperor's weapons must be terrifying, not many people know how powerful the emperor's weapons are.

Even though he was an extremely powerful person, Feng Wan only knew a little bit of information about the power of the emperor's weapons from a few torn ancient books. He was far from experiencing the shock of it personally.

When he thought of what he had just seen, the figure standing in the center of the vast universe, enough to make all living beings bow down in worship, and the spear light that pierced through time and space and amazed the ages.
Feng Wan felt a chill in her heart.

Fortunately, Mu Wushuang's attack deliberately avoided him, otherwise I would not even be able to find his bones now.

What happened in this desolate mountain and wilderness directly ignited the world in a very short period of time.

Too many monks were frightened by the previous "shot" of extreme destructive power, and turned their eyes towards the mountains and plains.

I saw the Green Lotus Emperor's soldiers floating above the head of a figure in green. Waves of supreme divine power were blooming, like rippling emerald water.

Sweeping across everything wantonly, there was a supreme aura permeating the air, as if a peerless demon emperor from ten thousand years ago was reviving.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang".
The sounds of explosions continued to be heard in the void, and pieces of the void were being crushed and shattered, turning into the most brilliant fireworks in the world.

No powerful being could look directly at such power.

The descendant of the Green Emperor, the Holy Son of Wanchu, the unparalleled God King!

Wood is unmatched!
Many cultivators recognized this unrivaled genius of the Eastern Wilderness.

Soon, everyone realized that the "shot" that had shocked Donghuang before was fired by Mu Wushuang.

A single shot could travel across a million miles, shocking many people. Even the powerful immortals from all the major forces felt their hair stand on end.

Such an attack was too terrifying. Even if they entered it, they would probably find it difficult to resist.

“Is this the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Beginnings, Mu Wushuang? The legendary peerless God King! He is too terrifying! Compared to him, the other geniuses in the Eastern Wasteland are nothing but dwarfs!”

"It has only been a few months since the battle at the Licheng Underground Palace, and he has already broken through to the third level of Dragon Transformation! This speed of cultivation is too amazing!"

“I heard that those saints went back to practice arduously, hoping to break through to the dragon transformation as soon as possible and challenge the Wanchu Saint. But now, I haven’t heard of anyone breaking through, but Mu Wushuang has made the first step!”

Many monks were discussing this, as it was indeed a very popular topic.

Mu Wushuang, the Holy Son of Wanchu, the Peerless God King and the descendant of the Green Emperor, was in the Northern Territory, holding the Green Lotus Emperor Soldier. With one shot, he destroyed millions of miles and crushed to death dozens of Immortal One and even Second Level powerful cultivators.

Everyone is shocked!

Especially, it was later reported that there was an unrivaled powerful man who came from the ancient Jiang family.

Suddenly, the entire Beidou world was shocked by this.

The entire ancient Big Dipper star is now in a state of uncertainty.

No one knows how many forces are secretly searching for the whereabouts of Mu Wushuang who left the Northern Territory that day.

Of course, in this process, all forces acted extremely secretively.

Not to mention Mu Wushuang's amazing talent and the Wanchu Holy Land behind him, even Mu Wushuang's current strength is extremely terrifying.

No one knows how many times he can swing the earth-shattering "Imperial Weapon Strikes"?
Most people value their lives and do not want to use their own skulls to test whether the skull or the imperial weapon is harder.

Judging from the power of the "Emperor's Strike" that destroyed the world that day, it is already possible to destroy an ordinary large sect.

Only an aristocratic family like the Jiang family can sit firmly on the throne. This is the confidence given to them by their former great emperor ancestors.

Of course, from that day on, the Jiang family rarely mentioned the existence of the divine body, as if everyone had begun to forget that the Jiang family once had a divine body.

"Five thousand years ago, the peerless God King Jiang Taixu, and five thousand years later, the unrivaled God King Mu Wushuang, both were outstanding people who dominated their generation!"

These words caused a thousand ripples, surging in the hearts of countless people.

The peerless god king Jiang Taixu was a peerless hero five thousand years ago. He was invincible in the Eastern Wilderness and made all the masters of the five regions pale in comparison. He was known as the best attacker in the past five thousand years and enjoyed a great reputation.

And the young man Mu Wushuang is making great progress. He is now invincible among the geniuses of the Eastern Wilderness, and there is not even a single rival for him.

These two people are so similar, one represents the old era and is about to fall into decline.

One represents the new era, rising rapidly and invincible!
(End of this chapter)