If you're made a fake emperor, why did you change the country's name?

Zhao Yu suddenly looked up.

The solemnity and sincerity on Qian Batian's face, the one that had been pleading and entrusting him, had completely vanished.

Instead, a smug, sinister smile appeared on his face, as if he had the world at his fingertips.

"Thank you, 'Nephew Zhao,' for chatting with me for so long."

"If you hadn't bought me time, I really wouldn't have had the chance to completely complete this technique and find this opportunity to turn the tide."

Qian Batian spoke with a smile, every word laced with sarcasm.

These are his true, heartfelt words!

The hero's decline and his dying entrustment were all part of a carefully orchestrated play!

A play to buy time and perfect this deadly technique!

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange thing happened!

buzz~

Suddenly, countless dazzling golden light curtains appeared in all directions around the earthen house where Zhao Yu was.

These light screens are inscribed with runes a hundred times more complex than those Zhao Yu had seen before. They are like a tightening cage, slowly closing in on the center, trying to completely seal Zhao Yu's divine sense in this world!

What a fine Prince of Zhennan!

What a ruthless tyrant!

Their cunning and ruthlessness are simply appalling!

Zhao Yu felt a chill run down his spine, but remained completely calm.

In the blink of an eye, his consciousness instantly activated the "Emperor's Divine Art of Weapon Transformation"!

sieve!

A long, jet-black sword instantly materialized in his hand.

Unlike before, the blade now faintly glows with a pale golden light, a manifestation of the power of the nation's destiny!

Just as the golden light curtain was about to completely close, leaving only a sliver of light!

Zhao Yu made a move!

He suddenly thrust the long, black sword in his hand into the closed gap!

"clang--!"

The moment the golden light screen touched the blade, it emitted an extremely piercing metallic scraping sound, and sparks flew everywhere!

That indestructible, all-sealing light barrier was actually firmly blocked by this knife!

A narrow slit, barely the width of the blade, stubbornly persisted, not being completely erased.

However, Zhao Yu's consciousness was not at ease at all.

He could clearly feel that his consciousness was maintaining a faint connection with his physical body through this black longsword.

Once he retracts his longsword, the light barrier will inevitably close completely within a fraction of a second.

At that time, he will be completely trapped within this "Divine Kingdom in the Palm of His Hand," becoming a rootless, lonely soul!

Retreat is a dead end.

Not retreating means a stalemate.

Upon seeing this, Qian Batian's smile froze slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his face.

"I underestimated you; you managed to find that one and only flaw in the moment of the blockade."

But he quickly regained his composure and thought it was just a loophole in the supernatural power.

"But that's all."

"You're nothing more than clinging to life now."

After saying that, Qian Batian's figure flashed and disappeared into the earthen house.

The next moment, his voice came from outside the light screen, filled with a triumphant laugh.

"I'll accept your body without hesitation! Thank you for your generosity, 'nephew'!"

"Haha...hahahaha!"

Wild laughter echoed throughout the entire "Palm of God's Kingdom," filled with the madness of someone about to get what they wanted.

Zhao Yu gritted his teeth.

He spent all his time playing with eagles, and today he got pecked in the eye by one!

He still underestimated the old monster's cunning and treachery.

But something's not right.

Zhao Yu's thoughts raced, and he quickly noticed a suspicious point.

According to the description of the "Divine Kingdom in the Palm" technique that I just received, once this divine kingdom begins to be sealed off, its closing force originates from the laws of the entire divine kingdom world, and its strength is simply beyond the reach of any divine sense technique.

Why...

Why was the longsword that my own "Emperor's Divine Weapon Transformation Technique" could block it?

Although it's just stuck and can't be broken, this in itself is illogical!

Is it...

A glimmer of hope quietly sprouted in Zhao Yu's heart.

He immediately focused all his attention on carefully observing the point where the black longsword met the golden light barrier.

Meanwhile, in the external world, within the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qian Batian's divine consciousness had already arrived before the empty imperial palace.

Looking at the divine palace that should have belonged to Zhao Yu, feeling the surging blood and energy contained in this young body and the purest dragon bloodline, he trembled with excitement.

"That's it...that's the feeling!"

He eagerly took a step forward, his divine consciousness instantly merging into the divine palace, beginning to take control of the body.

In an instant, an unparalleled sense of fulfillment enveloped him!

The surging power within the meridians!

An infinite limit emanating from the depths of one's bloodline!

He could sense that as long as he completely controlled this body, relying on his martial arts insights at the Celestial Realm level, coupled with his unparalleled bloodline talent...

Five years?

Do not!

One year!

He only needs one year to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage!

Break through the boundaries of this world and journey to the vast world of cultivation!

Thirty years of planning, thirty years of forbearance, finally it's time to...

Just as Qian Batian was immersed in ecstasy, a sudden feeling of weakness arose from the source of his consciousness!

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible repulsive force kicked him violently out of the shrine!

"puff!"

Qian Batian's consciousness shook violently, almost collapsing on the spot.

He steadied himself, his face filled with bewilderment and horror.

"What's going on?! What...what's going on?!"

He immediately looked inward and a fact that made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave came to mind.

My spiritual sense... isn't enough!

In his previous attempt to seize possession of another body, he engaged in a fierce battle of consciousness with Zhao Yu, during which Zhao Yu's counterattack annihilated most of his consciousness.

In order to completely trap Zhao Yu, he forcibly activated and constructed a complete "Divine Kingdom in the Palm of His Hand", which consumed a huge amount of divine consciousness again.

His remaining consciousness is now extremely weak!

This amount of divine consciousness was barely enough to maintain the operation of the "Divine Kingdom in the Palm," and it was simply insufficient to support him in taking over a physical body containing a powerful dragon bloodline!

Therefore, he was rejected by the instincts of this body!

"Damn it!!"

"Damn it! Just one step away! Just one step away!!"

Qian Batian let out a silent roar, his divine sense surging with endless anger and resentment.

Why! Why did this happen!

He was breathing heavily, forcibly suppressing the rage within him.

No, I can't get angry yet, I have to stay calm!

Yes! There's another way!

As long as... as long as I can completely obliterate Zhao Yu's consciousness, or get my hands on his strange power, I can recover!

Upon realizing this, Qian Batian immediately turned around and rushed back towards the "Divine Kingdom in the Palm".

At this moment, within the Kingdom of God.

Zhao Yu had been observing for a long time.

He was startled, as if he had finally figured something out. He immediately activated his divine sense and poured more national fortune into the black longsword!

really!

With the infusion of the nation's destiny, the pale golden luster on the blade became increasingly intense, almost becoming tangible!

Where the blade came into contact with the light barrier, the hissing sound of corrosion became clearer, and wisps of barely perceptible blue smoke rose up.

The indestructible golden light barrier was corroded at a slightly faster rate!

Although it is still frustratingly slow, at least there is hope!

"So that's how it is... the power of national destiny!"

A flash of understanding crossed Zhao Yu's eyes.

This power can not only suppress the medicinal effects of pills, but it can even restrain this kind of supernatural power that is purely composed of the laws of divine sense!

This may be the true value of the "Emperor's Divine Art of Weapon Transformation" rewarded by the system after it is combined with the power of the nation's destiny!

Just then, Qian Batian's aura reappeared outside the light screen.

He had clearly noticed the anomaly in the light screen, and his voice rang out again, but this time, it lacked the previous arrogance and instead carried a hint of subtle probing.

"Nephew Zhao, why bother with this futile struggle?"

"How about we discuss some terms?"

"If you share half of that peculiar power within your consciousness with me, I will withdraw this divine kingdom and no longer imprison you."

"Furthermore, I am willing to sign a divine sense restriction with you, making you my vassal. If I achieve immortality in the future, you will also receive a share. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Qian Batian's voice was full of temptation.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu first frowned slightly, then seemed to have figured something out, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Old Biden, it's not that your spiritual power isn't strong enough to take over my body, is it?"