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

While the newcomer was speaking, the remaining imperial blood belonging to Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm, which he had protected, gained a brief respite.

It reformed into a human form in the void at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually taking the shape of Liu Zhao.

however.

The Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm at this moment was completely different from his previous majestic and awe-inspiring demeanor.

His aura was extremely weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Apart from a faint, almost imperceptible imperial aura lingering around his body, he possessed none of the imposing presence expected of a powerful imperial realm expert.

His once arrogant eyes were now bloodshot and filled with lingering fear.

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm suddenly raised his head, his hatred surging forth like a tidal wave.

The voice was chilling, and the murderous intent was so intense that it almost froze the void.

"King Seonjo!"

Liu Zhao roared, his gaze fixed on Zhang Mu in the distance, his tone filled with resentment and unwavering resolve.

"Why waste words with this person!"

"This man has absolutely no reverence for my Han Emperor and my Liu family's imperial power!"

"If he dares to harm my imperial body today, he will dare to overthrow my Han dynasty one day!"

"Keeping this son alive will surely make him a major threat."

"We should join forces and kill him as soon as possible. We must not let him live in this world."

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm glanced in one direction with a hateful look in his eyes.

There.

It is Luodu, the imperial capital that symbolizes the destiny of the Han dynasty.

With a thought, a supreme summons instantly transcended the distance of time and space, ignoring spatial barriers, and descended directly upon that magnificent imperial city.

Luodu, the imperial city, inside the Chengtian Hall.

An ancient and majestic imperial seal floats quietly in the center of the hall, carrying the fortune of the entire dynasty.

It is carved entirely from an unknown divine jade, with nine lifelike five-clawed golden dragons coiled around the seal knob, exuding the majestic imperial power to suppress the nine provinces and establish the dynasty.

Suddenly, it began to tremble violently, causing the entire Chengtian Hall to shake slightly.

Followed by.

The Imperial Seal emitted a dazzling golden light, and after letting out a dragon's roar that shook the heavens, it tore through the void and disappeared from its original spot.

next moment.

The imperial seal appeared above Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm, casting down countless golden auspicious wisps of energy that enveloped him.

"Buzz!!!"

Within the Imperial Seal, it was as if a vast and boundless sea of ​​imperial dragon energy was connected. A large amount of extremely pure imperial dragon energy, like a burst dam of the Milky Way, transformed into an incomparably thick golden pillar of light that poured wildly into Liu Zhao's crown chakra and surged into his imperial body, which was in an extremely weak state.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

Nourished by the immense imperial dragon energy...

Liu Zhao's imperial origin, which had been mostly destroyed and nearly collapsed, was restored to its original state at an incredible speed.

And as a price to pay.

The imperial seal that flew from Luodu had dimmed its light by more than half, just like the broken corner of it.

Looking at Emperor Liu Zhao, who had recovered completely, Zhang Mu, who recognized the flying imperial seal, spoke with a mocking tone.

"To seize the imperial aura belonging to the current dynasty and replenish oneself..."

"Liu Zhao, aren't you afraid that without this dragon energy to stabilize the nation, it will lead to turmoil throughout the land and frequent natural disasters?"

"Aren't you afraid that the Han emperor, who currently holds the imperial seal and power, will die a violent death on the spot?"

Following the wisp of energy drawn from the flying imperial seal...

Zhang Mu's gaze pierced through layers of space and landed on a thin Han emperor in the capital city of Luodu, who was not even at the Emperor Realm.

The man was coughing up blood.

But his eyes were fixed on the location of the flying imperial seal, which was faintly connected to his aura.

"How dare you disturb the destiny of the imperial dynasty!"

The Han emperor roared in a low voice.

A faint imperial dragon aura rose from his body, attempting to summon back the imperial seal that hovered above Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm.

If Liu Zhao is allowed to endlessly seize the massive amount of imperial dragon energy within the imperial seal, until the imperial dragon energy is completely exhausted...

This emperor of the time is not far from his death.

No matter what.

The gap in strength between the two is ultimately too great.

Although both were emperors of the Han dynasty, they were worlds apart, like humans and gods.

Just as the imperial seal that flew in showed some unusual movement at the summons of this reigning emperor, a thought from Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm entered the seal, erasing the remaining aura of the reigning emperor within it...

The emperor in Luodu Imperial City coughed up another mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

"You'll only cause trouble!"

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm glanced disapprovingly in the direction of Luodu, his tone filled with disdain and annoyance.

"A piece of trash who isn't even as good as a Martial Grandmaster dares to compete with me for control of the Imperial Seal?"

"The emperors of my Liu family are truly getting worse with each generation."

"They don't even have this much of a sense of the bigger picture; they don't know what's important!"

When his gaze returned to Zhang Mu...

The resentment and murderous intent in his eyes were almost tangible.

"Once I've killed you and refined the royal blood within you, what does this little loss matter!"

Emperor Liu Zhao twisted his neck, making a series of cracking sounds as his bones popped. He hadn't forgotten the pain he felt when Zhang Mu shattered his imperial body.

As he spoke, he glanced at another man beside him, who was also floating in the void and whom he called "Xuanzu".

He signaled them to act together and join forces to eliminate this major threat.

however.

The person named "Xuanzu" chose to ignore the gaze that Liu Zhao cast at him.

His gaze remained fixed on Zhang Mu, his eyes deep as if he were scrutinizing something, or weighing something.

a long time.

He finally spoke, his words not forceful, but rather carrying a sense of respect and equality as fellow powerhouses of the Emperor Realm.

"Let's call it a day, shall we?"

This statement came out.

Not only was Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm stunned, but even his adversary Zhang Mu was slightly surprised.

Zhang Mu hadn't expected this.

Surprisingly, this "King Seonjo" chose to settle things peacefully at this moment, contrary to his usual practice.

However, Zhang Mu simply shook his head and resolutely rejected the proposal from King Seonjo.

"Not good!"

Zhang Mu's voice was resolute and unwavering, carrying an unquestionable determination.

"You are the emperor, yet you were once a wandering swordsman. Have you not heard the saying, 'If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze'?"

Zhang Mu's eyes shone with divine light as he glimpsed the imperial origins of "Emperor Xuanzu".

"You should be thankful that you did not see the resentment and curses of other supreme beings in your very essence, otherwise..."

"I'll kill you too today!"

"Whether you are some so-called Xuanzu, or Liu Bingyi, the one in Mu's knowledge who left behind the beautiful story of deep affection for his old sword!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Mu's figure vanished from Xuanzu's sight like a ghost.

Without the slightest sign, without the slightest spatial fluctuation, it was as if he had never existed.

The next moment, the void shattered.

A black lightning bolt, carrying an aura of annihilation, suddenly appeared before Liu Zhao, the Emperor of the Imperial Realm, who had just recovered!

"boom!!!"

With his killing intent fully aroused, Zhang Mu unleashed his full power without reservation.

This halberd, imbued with terrifying power capable of shattering stars, cleaved down towards Liu Zhao's head!

Faced with this sudden and overwhelmingly powerful attack...

Emperor Liu Zhao's pupils contracted sharply, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

He never expected this.

With Xuanzu present, Zhang Mu still dared to launch such a fierce attack, which was completely beyond his expectations!

In a hurry.

He had no time to use the imperial dragon sword that had accompanied him throughout his life to defend himself; he could only instinctively manipulate the newly acquired imperial seal to suppress the black lightning bolt.

He attempted to use the supreme power of the Imperial Seal to block this fatal blow!

But he forgot.

Zhang Mu is never fighting alone!

Just as the Imperial Seal of the Nation showed signs of movement, emitting countless rays of golden light in preparation for its suppression...

A delicate, jade-like hand, untouched by worldly affairs, emerged from the void without warning.

With a casual gesture, he grasped the imperial seal, which was unleashing immense power, in his hand!

"Is this the Imperial Seal of the State of this world?"

A cool, slightly languid voice rang out; it was the Empress in disguise.

She glanced at the Imperial Seal in her hand, which was struggling violently to break free of its restraints, as if examining an interesting toy.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the Imperial Seal's restlessness...

The Empress gently patted the Imperial Seal with her jade-like hand, and a wisp of supreme energy instantly entered the seal.

This aura was like the arrival of an unparalleled monarch, directly and forcefully erasing the close connection between the Imperial Seal and Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm, causing the Imperial Seal to quiet down.

Like a tamed wild beast, it lay obediently in her palm.

Of course.

Compared to the "gentle" treatment given to the Imperial Seal, Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm suffered a much worse fate!

Without the protection of the Imperial Seal.

Zhang Mu's black halberd, imbued with the power to destroy the world, struck Liu Zhao without any resistance!

"laugh!!!"

The emperor's blood gushed forth like a fountain, instantly staining the sky crimson!

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm had half of his body severed by the black halberd in this attack.

As blood and flesh flew and the golden royal bones shattered, its pulsating internal organs were clearly visible.

If Liu Zhao hadn't instinctively used his dragon sword to deflect the halberd's edge at the critical moment of life and death, thus dissipating some of the force...

He would probably be cleaved in two by that halberd, suffering another severe injury on the spot.

"ah!!!"

Liu Zhao let out a piercing scream.

He manipulated his half-dead body to retreat rapidly, trying to escape this sure-kill zone.

however.

He dodged Zhang Mu's fatal blow, but that doesn't mean his crisis is over!

Just as he had created distance between himself and Zhang Mu, and staggered to his feet in mid-air, before he could even catch his breath...

Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm suddenly noticed something out of the corner of his eye:

A domineering fist, seemingly capable of shattering the heavens with a single punch, was already slamming down towards his abdomen.

It was the emperor incarnate, wielding the Panlong Emperor Staff, who made his move!

This punch was unparalleled in its power.

With each swing, it carried an unstoppable, domineering aura, as if it wanted to shatter the heavens and earth.

To Liu Zhao's utter horror, it landed squarely on his abdomen.

"Thump!!!"

A deafeningly loud bang suddenly rang out.

"Pfft!"

The punch blasted a hole through Liu Zhao's abdomen, and countless drops of royal blood gushed out from it!

But then, something even more terrifying happened.

A terrifying burst of light erupted from Liu Zhao's body, as if a star had exploded within him.

The violent force instantly tore his entire abdomen apart, blasting his already mangled body into two pieces.

The upper and lower body are completely separated.

Even so, Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm still did not die!

He dragged his battered upper body to the man he called "Xuanzu," and uttered a hoarse and desperate cry for help.

"Ancestor...save me!"

Looking at this Liu family descendant who resembled a stray dog, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi showed no emotion in his eyes.

"Save you?"

At this moment, the Emperor Sword Sovereign's avatar spoke up.

He gently stroked the imperial sword in his hand, which exuded supreme sword intent, and looked up at Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi, whose head was above the Imperial Seal Sword and whose body was surrounded by the laws of the imperial way. The imperial sword in his hand emitted a long sword cry.

"You'll have to get past me first!"

"Buzz!"

The Emperor's sword was pointed at Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi.

A vast imperial aura emanated from him.

"Although I despise Liu Zhao for being such a useless piece of trash, you, Liu Bingyi, are barely qualified to draw your sword and fight me."

The Emperor Sword King's voice carried a sense of confidence and domineering power, and the killing intent emanating from him was firmly locked onto Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi.

If he makes any unusual move, he will be met with a thunderous blow!

At the same time.

Zhang Mu gripped his black halberd, his killing intent surging forth.

The empress's incarnation held the suppressed imperial seal in her palm, her aura profound, with falling flowers dancing in the air.

The Panlong Emperor Staff, which had blasted Liu Zhao in two with a single punch, slowly turned around, its gaze turning coldly toward Xuanzu.

In an instant, four powerful imperial mights, enough to crush the ages, erupted and spread throughout the entire world.

This oppressive force was so powerful that it caused the heavens and earth to lose their color and the starry river to tremble!

With the phantom image of the Nine Cauldrons protecting them on land, the radiating imperial might was weakened to the extreme. Ordinary people within the Han territory could hardly feel anything unusual, only that the sky seemed darker than usual.

but.

The creatures in the endless ocean receive a completely different treatment.

The terrifying imperial power acted directly on the depths of their souls.

The moment countless sea creatures, fish, and shrimp sensed this imperial might, they immediately suffered a mental breakdown and fainted.

His body floated on the sea surface, as if he were dead.

Even some strange beasts, mythical creatures, and deep-sea monsters that live in the sea could not withstand this pressure. They all dived into the depths of the sea, trembling and not daring to make the slightest move, for fear of attracting the attention of Zhang Mu and the others.

"Peace is paramount! Gentlemen...peace is paramount!"

Just as the imperial might emanating from Zhang Mu and his companions reached its peak, and a royal war capable of overturning the entire sea was about to erupt...

An old and anxious voice suddenly came from the East China Sea, above a long and narrow island.

Then.

A withered old man, dressed in a tattered black Taoist robe, with sparse hair and a hunched back, staggered out of the void.

His aura was only at the Dao Sect realm, not even reaching the Dao Venerable realm, which is comparable to the Emperor and Sage realms in the Daoist sect.

Logically speaking...

Under such terrifying imperial pressure, they should have been instantly reduced to ashes.

What is truly astonishing is...

This old man in the Taoist robe, however, seemed like a leaf falling in the wind, or a lone boat on a vast ocean, stubbornly resisting the overwhelming aura of imperial power, and staggered through the void to arrive in front of Zhang Mu and the others.

"Gentlemen! Gentlemen!"

The old man was panting heavily as he spoke.

He was covered in sweat, as if he had exhausted all his strength just by saying those two sentences.

He raised his hand, first bowing to Zhang Mu and the others, then repeatedly bowing to Emperor Xuanzu and Liu Zhao, offering kind words of advice.

"Cultivation is not easy; harmony is the most precious thing in all things!"

Why insist on fighting to the death and ruining harmony?

"Let's talk this out, let's talk this out!"