Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

Emperor Liu Zhao's eyes flashed with cold light, and his killing intent surged like a tidal wave as he looked at Zhang Mu with a chilling murderous intent.

He stood in the void, surrounded by imperial dragon energy, like a deity who had come from ancient times.

As the former emperor of the Han Dynasty, whether he prospers or perishes is entirely up to him.

At the age of fourteen, before he had even taken control of the imperial court, he dared to lay out a series of traps to purge the Dou family, a powerful clan with many Martial Realm and Grandmaster Realm experts.

Moreover, he has now entered the imperial realm, looking down upon all living beings as insignificant as ants.

A common man's anger can cause him to bleed five steps.

When an emperor is angry, rivers and lakes will overflow.

"A war outside our borders!"

Liu Zhao's voice boomed like thunder, echoing endlessly between heaven and earth.

then.

With one step, the void shattered, and the person vanished from Zhang Mu's sight.

The wars of the imperial path are often earth-shattering.

Although Emperor Liu Zhao was furious at Zhang Mu's lack of understanding of the times, he was not so crazy as to engage in a major battle with Zhang Mu within the territory of Han.

It wasn't that he was worried the aftermath of the great battle would affect the people of Langya County and its surrounding areas.

Liu Zhao understood that the declining fortunes of the Han dynasty could not withstand the turmoil of the Imperial War.

If the earth veins and dragon veins beneath the Han territory were severed during the battle, it would trigger the resentment of too many innocent people before their deaths...

An existence like Zhang Mu, who independently established the imperial path, is not a problem.

but.

For an emperor like him, whose fate is inextricably linked to that of the Han dynasty, this would cause considerable damage.

At best, their strength will decline; at worst, they might even fall from the Emperor realm.

Although Liu Zhao was domineering, he wasn't stupid enough to destroy his own foundation.

Watching Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm disappear into the distance, heading east towards the vast ocean, Zhang Mu did not immediately follow.

With a slight tremor, his aura spread out like a gentle spring breeze, instantly dissolving the time-space frozen by Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm.

As the power to freeze time and space dissipates...

Guo Jia, Xi Zhicai, Zhuge Gui, Zhuge Xuan, and the young Zhuge Jin and Zhuge Liang immediately returned to normal.

"Gongzhi, what just happened?"

Although his thoughts had been stuck, Guo Jia still managed to catch the imperial aura that the Emperor of the Imperial Realm exuded when he first arrived.

Even if it wasn't caught...

The strange and terrifying aura lingering above the Zhuge clan's territory in Langya at this moment was enough to give Guo Jia pause for thought.

The aura contained the might of an emperor, which was almost identical to the illusory image of the Overlord that Guo Jia had sensed before.

"It's alright!"

With a calm smile, Zhang Mu reached out and placed the young Zhuge Liang, who had been lying in his arms and had not been affected by the emperor's imposing presence, into Guo Jia's hands.

Even though he was in a different embrace, the young Zhuge Liang remained calm and composed.

He blinked his bright eyes and curiously wandered among Zhang Mu, Guo Jia, and the others, seemingly unaware of what had just happened.

"Take good care of this place. Shepherd will be right back."

After saying this, Zhang Mu raised his hand, tore through the void, and stepped into the vast and boundless East China Sea.

there.

Emperor Liu Zhaozheng of the Imperial Realm stood in mid-air, holding a dragon sword that radiated imperial power.

The Dragon Sword's blade shimmered with multicolored divine light.

Wherever the sword pointed, the void shattered and all things were annihilated.

As for Liu Zhao, his killing intent surged like a tide, ready to unleash a devastating attack at any moment.

"Your Majesty, this is the last time I will ask you this!"

Liu Zhao's voice was chillingly cold.

"Are you really not going to turn back?"

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm looked at Zhang Mu as he arrived and issued his final ultimatum.

Perhaps influenced by his state of mind, a five-clawed golden dragon phantom formed by imperial dragon energy faintly appeared in the void behind him.

The golden dragon was lifelike, with its scales and armor gleaming, and its dragon eyes stared intently at Zhang Mu, as if it wanted to devour Zhang Mu's soul.

Especially when the golden dragon phantom's gaze fell on Zhang Mu, it made Zhang Mu's body feel a faint chill.

Facing the gaze of the golden dragon phantom.

Zhang Mu felt an overwhelming force of the universe pressing down on him, as if the entire world was against him.

"This feeling..."

Zhang Mu frowned, a sense of familiarity rising within him.

quickly.

He then recalled that when he was in Luodu before entering the alternative imperial realm, the true dragon of destiny symbolizing the fate of the Han dynasty above Luodu gave him the same feeling.

Mind this.

Zhang Mu did not respond to Emperor Liu Zhao's words, but instead turned to look at the location of Luodu in the Divine Land.

It's better not to expect it.

At first glance...

Zhang Mu immediately sensed wisps of imperial dragon energy emanating from the true dragon of destiny, symbolizing the fate of the Han dynasty, continuously flowing towards the illusory golden dragon of imperial power manifested behind Emperor Liu Zhao.

"No wonder the Han dynasty declined continuously!"

Zhang Mu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice was filled with endless mockery.

"I never imagined that you, the Emperor of the Realm, would not only seize the fortunes of all people, but also be so ruthless as to not even spare your own people!"

"Now."

"Now I understand why, after Liu Zhao, the emperors of the Han Dynasty all died young, and why so many incompetent rulers emerged!"

"Hehe, with an ancestor like you who plunders the destiny of the Han dynasty, how could they possibly survive, let alone grow into a wise and virtuous ruler?"

"If you do not die, and your plunder continues, how can the Han dynasty prosper?"

Although Zhang Mu had no intention of reviving the Han dynasty, this did not stop him from disliking Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm for his parasitic behavior and his arrogant attitude.

Such behavior—treating the world as food and the people as straw dogs—is truly outrageous.

"boom!"

Zhang Mu made a move.

He unleashed a black halberd, and a massive beam of light, a thousand feet long, covered the air above where Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm stood.

Wherever the halberd's light passed, space collapsed, time became disordered, and everything was annihilated.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the purple aura around Zhang Mu and the chaotic world within his body trembled in sync, and the extraordinary phenomenon of sages transforming into pillars of heaven was reflected above the sea.

As soon as the strange phenomenon appeared, it was as if countless sages were chanting and countless gods and demons were shouting.

Before the halberd could even reach Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm...

From the strange phenomenon reflected by the Heavenly Pillar, three supreme emperors emerged, just like Liu Zhao, and were filled with the aura of imperial dragon power.

Unlike the previous figures of the sages of literature and Taoism, whose faces were blurred, the three emperors who suddenly appeared all had clearly visible features.

The three emperors consisted of two men and one woman.

One figure holds an imperial sword, one side of which is engraved with the mountains and rivers of the nine provinces, and the other side with a magnificent scene of all nations paying tribute.

The Emperor Sword exuded an aura of supreme nobility, as if it could suppress all the heavens and myriad realms.

A figure holds a blank dragon stele, its body ancient and simple, covered with mysterious runes, as if recording the oldest secrets of the world.

Another figure wielded a dragon-embroidered staff, its body coiled with nine real dragons, whose roars resounded throughout the heavens.

Their arrival on the very first day overshadowed Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm.

Dragons and phoenixes sang in harmony in the void, and auspicious energy gathered into clouds.

A vast celestial palace appeared behind the three emperors, and a magnificent chant resounded throughout the heavens and earth, as if it were being sung from another ancient history.

Even more, a sharp glint shone from their eyes.

The contrast makes them seem like real people, not only flesh and blood, but also possessing their own unique souls.

Suddenly.

The emperor among the three emperors, who was holding the imperial sword, raised his eyes slightly. Liu Zhao, the emperor of the Imperial Realm who was originally holding the dragon sword and slashing at the halberd light in front of him, suddenly changed his expression.

Without him.

Because Liu Zhao sensed that the imperial dragon energy flowing towards him from above Luodu was being intercepted out of thin air and directly directed towards the Emperor Sword Emperor.

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm had no time to investigate this shocking turn of events.

because.

The halberd light that Zhang Mu was wielding was already close at hand.

"Clang!"

The dragon sword and the halberd clashed.

After a brief stalemate, the halberd light that Zhang Mu unleashed was shattered.

Under the shockwave of the Dragon Sword's power, the halberd light directly turned into countless fragments and dissipated into the void.

however.

Despite gaining the upper hand with a single blow, Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm showed no sign of smugness on his face. Instead, he began to scrutinize his surroundings.

"These three possess imperial auras no weaker than my own imperial incarnation. Perhaps I have underestimated you, the rulers of this era!"

Emperor Liu Zhao's voice was deep, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

For the first time, he truly looked at the young man before him, this being who could autonomously achieve imperial power.

"Underestimating?"

Zhang Mu shook his head slightly, holding a black battle halberd, and stood to the west of Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm.

"Liu Zhao, if you can survive Mu's clutches today..."

"Now you've earned my respect!"

"otherwise."

Zhang Mu glanced down at the endless ocean.

"This sea area is not a bad place for your burial. After you die..."

"Even the most bizarre imperial tomb would have to go to great lengths to find your imperial remains."

As Zhang Mu spoke, the Emperor Sword Sovereign Avatar moved in sync, arriving directly south of Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm.

The other two emperor avatars also moved at the same time, forming a four-sided encirclement.

"A place to be buried?"

"What a joke! I am an unparalleled emperor, who can kill me?"

Liu Zhao's voice was full of disdain. A cold smile appeared on his lips as he turned his gaze to the three emperor avatars that emerged from the three celestial pillar phenomena.

"Them?"

Despite facing multiple opponents, Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm remained fearless.

He saw through the true nature of the three emperor incarnations at a glance. They were not three other emperors descending to aid him in battle, but rather manifestations of Zhang Mu's original aura.

"Then give it a try!"

Zhang Mu stood to the west of Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm, looking at the emperor with the gaze one would give a dead man.

His voice was calm, yet it contained boundless killing intent.

As he entered the alternative Emperor Realm, not only did the color of his blood and qi change, but even the shadow of the literary sage he had previously relied on to fight his enemies underwent some unknown change.

It can be said.

The three emperor incarnations that have appeared now are almost entirely created from Zhang Mu's original aura, combined with the life stories of those historical figures from his past lives that he knew.

Aside from the two drawbacks of not existing in this ancient mythology and history, and not being able to exist in the world for long...

They are flesh and blood, basically no different from ordinary people, with their own unique thoughts and will, and even their own pride.

"Ha! How arrogant!"

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm did not believe that the three incarnations of the emperor could threaten him.

Since he entered the Imperial Realm, what kind of enemy has he not encountered?

Even the clashes with the imperial tomb have occurred countless times in secret.

Three mere avatars, what can they do to him?

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm made the first move.

As he slashed at the Emperor Sword King's avatar with his dragon sword, he also slammed his palm down on the female king who was closest to him, the one holding the blank dragon tablet.

The dragon sword rang out, annihilating the void wherever it passed.

As it slashed towards the Emperor Sword's incarnation, the sea below was affected by the terrifying killing intent emanating from the dragon sword in the hands of Emperor Liu Zhao, causing the sea surface to split open, creating a chasm of unknown depth.

The palm strike Liu Zhao delivered to the Empress contained the supreme power of the imperial way.

Wherever the palm strike passed, the void collapsed and fierce winds raged.

however.

Facing the fierce strike of the Dragon Sword, the Emperor Sword Sovereign Avatar seemed not to see it at all.

He simply raised a fingertip of the hand that was caressing the imperial sword and met the falling dragon sword.

"boom!"

When the fingertips of the Emperor Sword King clashed with the blade of the Dragon Sword in the hands of Emperor Liu Zhao...

The imperial power that pierced through space erupted, causing towering waves to rise throughout the entire sea.

The seas within a radius of a thousand miles were shaking, forming waves that crashed against the shores of the East China Sea.

Zhang Mu watched the waves crashing towards the East China Sea shore, and had no intention of sitting idly by.

If the waves are allowed to sweep across the land, they will inevitably cause considerable casualties to the Han people living along the coast.

This is not what he wanted to see.

but.

Just as Zhang Mu was about to make his move...

A large, nine-sided, three-legged, two-eared cauldron phantom suddenly appeared in the sky above the land of Kyushu.

As the phantom image of the nine cauldrons flickered, the towering waves that were crashing against the land subsided silently before they even reached the shore.

At the boundary between land and sea, a mysterious yellow membrane rose up, isolating the auras of Zhang Mu and Liu Zhao, the Emperor of the Imperial Realm, from the sea and preventing them from penetrating the land even slightly.

"The Nine Tripods!"

"I can't believe even it showed up!"

Zhang Mu glanced at the illusory image of the Nine Cauldrons, and with no more worries, he immediately turned his gaze to the center of the battlefield.

Immediately, the Emperor Sword Emperor's avatar, who was directly facing the attack of Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm, suddenly spoke. His voice was as grand as heavenly music and as melodious as a divine bell.

"You are the emperor..."

"Am I not also an emperor!"

"Although there are many emperors in the Han dynasty, at most only one or two can be compared with me."

"This does not include you, Liu Zhao."

In the midst of the terrifying clash of power, Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm stared in disbelief at the Emperor Sword Emperor's avatar who suddenly spoke, his pupils shrinking sharply.

He only realized it then.

What he was facing was not a simple incarnation of supernatural power, but something strangely possessing its own will.

Especially when one notices the Emperor Sword Sovereign's domineering and awe-inspiring presence...

Liu Zhao already understood.

That look and demeanor, that domineering attitude, cannot be imitated by a simple supernatural incarnation.

"so……"

A chilling and absurd feeling rose in the heart of Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm.

"Am I actually facing a true emperor?"

"impossible!"

"If this person were a true emperor, his name should have been recorded in history!"

"If such a ruler truly existed in this world, how could I not know?"

In the blink of an eye, realizing his carelessness and underestimation of his opponent, Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm immediately tried to retreat before the Emperor Sword Emperor avatar could finish speaking.

He knew it all too well.

If the opponent is truly a king, then this battle will be dangerous.

He must reassess the situation and develop a new strategy.

but.

The moment the thought arose in Emperor Liu Zhao's mind, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that countless petals were falling from the boundless sea.

The flying blossoms, as clear and sparkling as snowflakes, drifted down from the void.

Amidst the falling petals.

A graceful and dignified empress emerged from within.

The empress wore a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown, and held a blank dragon tablet in her hand. As she walked, flowers bloomed everywhere, as if the heavens and earth were making way for her.

The Empress remained silent as she gazed at Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm.

But then, as the falling blossoms suddenly stopped...

In an instant, the wordless dragon stele that the Empress was holding was smashed straight down on the back of the Emperor.

First, the Emperor Sword King transformed himself to block the Dragon Sword; then, the Empress's Dragon Stele crashed down...

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm subconsciously turned his gaze to the third incarnation of the emperor, who had never made a move and was wielding the Panlong Emperor Staff.

When we see what they have done...

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm was immediately terrified.