The old emperor only desires immortality; you must not rebel.

The crisp cracking sounds of bones breaking echoed one after another, the dull thuds reverberating in the solemn and majestic Taiji Hall, both jarring and terrifying.

Several disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect collapsed in disarray on the gold brick floor, their clothes torn and their bodies covered in blood.

The spiritual energy flowing within their dantian was forcibly sealed and crushed by an extremely domineering force, rendering them unable to mobilize even a fraction of their power.

No matter how they tried, they could hardly cast any spells at this moment.

I've never felt this way before!

It was as if I had entered a place isolated from spiritual energy.

In the blink of an eye, this group of self-important cultivators who looked down on mortals were completely reduced to useless cripples.

Upon seeing this, all the civil and military officials wore expressions of surprise and excitement.

Amazing!

We'll get to see the Holy Emperor crushing cultivators again.

Blow them up!

Then they moved their ancestral graves and exiled them.

They had long since given up on the idea of ​​physically eliminating the Holy Emperor.

Now all that's left to do every day is shout "Long live the Holy Emperor!"

What?

If you dare not shout "Long live the Holy Emperor," then be careful—the Imperial Guards will come knocking on your door in the middle of the night and wipe out all your assets.

Then the Holy Emperor will reward you with the skill of relocating ancestral graves.

The so-called cultivators all seemed incredibly powerful, but they were all crushed by the Holy Emperor not long afterward.

I originally thought Tao Zhaoting might have some other impressive skills.

As expected, they were ruthlessly suppressed by the Holy Emperor.

Tao Zhaoting, supporting his broken body, struggled to lift his head. His long black hair was disheveled, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. His eyes, which were once filled with arrogance and mockery, were now filled with extreme fear and disbelief.

His foundation has collapsed!

After hundreds of years of cultivation, the foundation of his Dao, painstakingly built, has completely collapsed.

The enmity between those who perished and those who died is irreconcilable!

Before coming to this world, he never imagined that he would end up with his Dao foundation collapsing.

He is a legitimate Foundation Establishment elder of the Xuan Shu Dao Sect. He has cultivated for a hundred years and comprehended the Innate Sword Formation. In terms of cultivation, he is enough to guard a mountain sect and can calmly confront even the leader of an ordinary sect.

In the entire cultivation world, Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators are by no means ordinary Qi Refining talents, and they hold a pivotal position within sects.

In the hands of this mortal emperor, his proud sword formation was utterly useless, and his century of cultivation was nothing more than child's play!

A mortal triggered heavenly lightning, and now this mortal emperor has caused his Dao foundation to collapse.

Why...?

Tao Zhaoting's voice was hoarse and trembling, and the churning blood in his chest made every word he spoke excruciatingly painful.

"How could you, a mere mortal emperor, possess such terrifying power?!"

In his understanding, mortals have short lifespans and weak bodies, and are ultimately just ordinary beings who cannot possibly crush Foundation Establishment cultivators. This completely overturned his understanding.

He had seen the inheritances of the immortal realm, but those were nothing more than methods of cultivating immortality and refining qi.

He was confident that his discerning eye was not mistaken; this person was clearly just an ordinary mortal.

Yet a mere mortal possesses such power.

The Holy Emperor slowly descended from the crimson wall, his gilded imperial robe trailing on the ground. His steps were calm and steady, and he was surrounded by dragon energy. His invisible imperial might swept over the entire hall, making everyone hold their breath.

He looked down at Tao Zhaoting, who was lying on the ground, his eyes cold and expressionless, devoid of any emotion, only indifference.

"mortal?"

The emperor was filled with rage.

"They keep calling me a mortal. What's wrong with being a mortal?"

"Mortals, pay taxes to me!"

"You cultivators, yet you refuse to pay taxes to me!"

The Holy Emperor snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and said in a chilling voice, "I'll tell you all today too!"

"Not only you will have to pay taxes, but from now on, all cultivators who set foot in my Qing Kingdom will have to pay taxes!"

The Holy Emperor spoke calmly, his tone brimming with absolute confidence that seemed to survey the heavens: "Not only will you have to pay a spiritual energy tax, but also a lodging tax, a land destruction tax, a tax on food, a tax on water, and even a tax on walking!"

The Holy Emperor said coldly, "Even if you die, you will still have to pay taxes!"

"The Spiritual Energy Tax is not for negotiation, not a test, it's an ironclad rule!"

In short, everything is subject to taxes!

If you pay taxes, everything will be fine; if you don't, then you'll get a taste of the Holy Emperor's iron fist.

As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous aura suddenly erupted, and the temperature in the entire palace instantly dropped to freezing point.

Several disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect trembled with fear, prostrating themselves on the ground, their eyes filled with endless terror.

Tao Zhaoting felt a sharp pain in his chest, and another mouthful of blood gushed out. His breath became extremely weak.

The Holy Emperor looked at the group with a broad smile: "Take these immortal masters to the construction site and let them continue to contribute to the infrastructure development of my Qing Kingdom!"

Although Tao Zhaoting was crippled, he was still a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Even without his Dao foundation, he still possessed some power, making him an expert at building bridges and roads.

The imperial seal of the Qing Kingdom appeared in the Emperor's palm, radiating a dazzling golden light.

The moment the Imperial Seal was raised, the entire palace shone with dazzling golden light.

Golden light wove into a large net in the sky, extending outwards in all directions.

The giant golden net branches out into thin lines, the other end of which connects to the people of Daqing.

The Holy Emperor's voice spread rapidly in all directions.

"An edict from the Holy Emperor!"

"From this day forward, the immortals will not oppress mortals, and Heaven will not deceive the people!"

"All those who cultivate immortality must abide by the laws of the Qing Kingdom!"

"Those who oppress the people will be struck by divine lightning!"

The deep voice spread in all directions.

Outside the palace, a fierce wind howled and the sea of ​​clouds churned. The fortune of the entire capital of the Qing Kingdom converged wildly, swirling around the Taiji Palace and blessing the Holy Emperor.

Golden dragon energy soared into the sky, piercing through the clouds and shining for miles.

A gigantic imperial edict spanned the heavens and the earth.

Golden edicts were found throughout the Qing Kingdom.

All the people of Qing Kingdom looked up at the sky and earth, their eyes filled with awe.

Bathed in the golden light of the imperial edict, all the people felt a sense of warmth and comfort.

From the imperial palace to the capital, and then to the entire Great Qing Empire, it spread throughout the whole world.

The decree will be engraved into the entire world and inscribed into the national laws.

Anyone who enters the Kingdom of Qing must abide by its laws.

Those who disobey will surely suffer the consequences that will jeopardize the nation's destiny!

With the current immense national fortune of the Qing Kingdom, if the power of the entire world were applied, even Foundation Establishment cultivators would suffer some losses.

The entire court of civil and military officials immediately knelt on the ground, shouting in shock.

"Long live the Holy Emperor! Long live the Holy Emperor! Long live the Holy Emperor!"

A deafening roar erupted from inside the Taiji Hall.

……

The moment the imperial edict arrived, cultivators hiding throughout the Qing Kingdom felt a tremor run through them, as if they were being watched by some terrifying being.

At this moment, the Holy Emperor had already flown to the Great Qing Immortal Cultivation Academy.

After this period of development, the Daqing Immortal Cultivation Academy now has one hundred people who have entered the Qi Refining Realm.

Yu Yanxin is only one step away from the Foundation Establishment Realm.

As the number one genius on the path of cultivation in Daqing, the Holy Emperor still values ​​Yu Yanxin highly.