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

"Emperor... Realm!"

Upon hearing the words of the person beside him, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi shook his head sadly and said, "The Emperor Realm is not so easy to enter."

"Even someone as powerful as Emperor Guangwu has only managed to stick half his body inside so far. To fully enter, he would need an extraordinary stroke of luck."

When the word "opportunity" was mentioned, Liu Bingyi's eyes narrowed slightly as he followed Liu Bei's figure, which was gradually disappearing into the darkness.

His lips moved, but in the end he only let out a very soft sigh, a hint of pity rising in his eyes.

Looking at Liu Bei is like looking at a moth being quietly surrounded by a spider web.

Liu Bingyi was very clear:

Being targeted by the lineage of Emperor Guangwu could either make or break this person.

If Liu Bei cannot break free from the shackles of the Guangwu lineage's schemes and leap forward to become the player in the game...

Given the way Guangwu's lineage operates, it's inevitable that they would use it as resources for their own cultivation.

The emperor beside Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi, however, disagreed.

He raised his chin slightly, a stubborn smile playing on his lips, and retorted with burning eyes, "Father, no matter how difficult it is to enter the Emperor Realm, we must give it a try."

"If Liu Bei fails to restore the Han Dynasty three times, then..."

An air of arrogance emanated from the emperor's eyes, and his tone was as casual as if he were discussing a trivial matter.

"Before the chaos of the era comes to an end and a new dynasty is about to emerge, I would not mind personally stepping into the fray and creating a new golden age for the Han Dynasty."

Having said that, the emperor turned his head and stared intently at Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi: "Just like when Emperor Guangwu and Wang Mang were locked in a critical struggle, you secretly sent down a meteorite to help him."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on the emperor beside him whose features bore a striking resemblance to his deceased wife.

He stared for a moment, a complex emotion flashing across his eyes.

It's like a remembrance, and also like a lament.

He immediately shook his head, his tone resolute: "The situation is different!"

"Wang Mang, who failed in his struggle for power, had no one to rely on. When I and my ancestors take action, we need not be afraid."

"But in this life..."

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi paused for a moment, recalling the old Taoist priest and Zhang Mu who had joined forces to kill Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm not long ago in front of him. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he let out a heavy sigh.

"There are too many unforeseen events. Even if a being at the Emperor Realm were to rashly enter the fray, they would perish."

As he spoke, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi gazed southeastward, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of space, landing on a young man wielding a halberd-shaped imperial weapon, practicing martial arts under the moonlight.

There was no contempt for the boy in his eyes; on the contrary, it was as if he were facing someone of equal standing to him.

"Behind Liu Bei, there was the hidden support of the lineage of Emperor Guangwu."

As he spoke, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi turned his gaze to the emperor beside him, his tone gradually turning cold.

"How could someone who is about to clash with Liu Bei in this chaotic world not have anyone supporting him?"

"Perhaps some forces are still observing and choosing their successors, while others have already entered the fray."

"My son!"

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi's expression suddenly became solemn. He stepped forward and reached out his hand, seemingly wanting to press down on the emperor's shoulder, but stopped in mid-air and raised his voice slightly.

"Don't be fooled by the fact that I, Liu Han, now rule the country and sit on the throne; this country will not always be called Han."

"Before this, it had served the Qin, Zhou, Shang, and Xia dynasties..."

"Just wait and see!"

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi's gaze was sharp as a knife as he spoke each word clearly and deliberately.

"In the chaotic world that is about to unfold, many of those beings recorded in legends will make their appearance one by one."

"If you don't want to die..."

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi's voice was as cold as ice. He leaned slightly closer to the emperor beside him, his eyes filled with an unprecedented sternness.

"From now on, stay away from the lineage of Emperor Guangwu. Don't think that I don't know that you have secret ties with that lineage."

"If it weren't for cleaning up your mess, I would still be in a deep slumber. Why would I have been forced to confront Zhang Mu because of a single thought resurfacing, and unnecessarily entangled in the chaotic karma of this world that even sages would not want to get involved in?"

This unexpected warning instantly froze the arrogance on the emperor's face.

He opened his mouth, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it, as if someone had seen through his hidden secret, and turned his head away in a fit of embarrassment and anger.

He did not argue with Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi, but merely curled his lip indifferently and gave a perfunctory bow.

"As you say, Father!"

After saying those words, he vanished in a flash, leaving only a cool night breeze behind.

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi gazed at his empty side, the coldness on his face gradually fading, replaced by a bitter smile.

"Pingjun..."

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi murmured softly, his voice tinged with tenderness.

"Perhaps I made a mistake."

Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi lowered his eyelids, his tone utterly dejected.

"Compared to letting our son enter the imperial realm, perhaps it's not so bad to let him live out his natural lifespan as an ordinary emperor."

With a sigh, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi found himself under a mulberry tree and slowly sat down with his back against the trunk.

He closed his eyes, tilted his head back slightly, and let the moonlight shine on his face, revealing a weariness he had never shown to outsiders.

At this moment, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi did not seem like someone who had reached the pinnacle of imperial power, but rather like a lonely husband facing a rebellious child and missing his deceased wife.

However, in the instant he relaxed and closed his eyes...

Suddenly, a golden light shone from the center of Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi's forehead, as if a crack had opened, revealing a royal court filled with dragon energy.

As one progresses through martial arts to the Overlord Realm and through literature to the Sage Realm, one will cultivate the Blood Sea Life Domain and the Literature Palace Cave Heaven.

Those who embark on the path of imperial dragon energy will also form their own exclusive space—the Dragon Energy Royal Court—after reaching the Imperial Realm.

At this moment, however, a change occurred within the Dragon Court.

In the brilliant golden light, a phantom figure wearing an emperor's crown but dressed in a Confucian robe slowly emerged.

He stood with his hands behind his back, a half-smile playing on his lips, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery:

"Liu Bingyi, when you joined forces with your ancestor to plot against me back then, just to help Liu Xiu and your good-for-nothing son Liu Shi who just left, you weren't this indecisive."

Upon hearing this, Liu Bingyi's eyes snapped open, and the sharp glint in them instantly replaced his previous dejection.

His brows furrowed, his gaze coldly fixed on the illusory light and shadow, his voice carrying undisguised chill:

"Your head is still in that one's hands, and it is not yet time for me to fulfill my promise and resurrect you."

After speaking, Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi straightened up, leaning slightly forward, like a fierce beast ready to pounce at any moment.

"You've now stepped out of my Dragon Court on your own; aren't you afraid that person will sense your presence and attack you?"

"Back when he was vying for the throne, he was no match for you. It took me and an ancestor to help him kill you. Now, he is far beyond your level back then."

"If he makes a move..."

A cold glint flashed in Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi's eyes.

"I can't protect you!" After a pause, Liu Bingyi added, his tone even colder than when he spoke to a stranger.

"in addition!"

"How my son is treated is my responsibility to discipline him; it's not for an outsider like you to comment."

Despite Liu Bingyi's harsh words, the illusory figure simply stood with its hands behind its back, watching him with a smile. Only after Liu Bingyi finished speaking did it slowly open its mouth:

You're right.

"Your son should be disciplined by you as his father, but Liu Bingyi—"

The illusory light and shadow took a step forward, its voice carrying a hint of meaningful mockery.

"But you've forgotten one thing."

"Back then, after you killed me, you shouldn't have used the portion of the imperial blood that you cultivated within your body to refine into your son's body, helping him break through to the imperial realm."

then.

The illusory figure extended a finger and gently touched its own brow.

"Since you have refined my imperial blood, you must inherit my destiny and karma."

"Emperor Guangwu was able to withstand it because he was the chosen one, favored by heaven and earth and the dynasty's destiny. What does your son possess?"

The illusory figure slowly turned around, its gaze fixed on the direction of Bingzhou.

His illusory figure seemed to solidify slightly at that moment, and he said softly, "I sense..."

"Another special anomaly like myself has appeared in this world."

When the illusory light and shadow turned around and looked at Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi, the smile on its lips deepened.

"When I, this anomaly, appeared, the Liu Han dynasty was at its peak, and the imperial fortune created an emperor, Guangwu, who could barely keep me in check."

"And now?"

The illusory light and shadow let out a soft laugh, which sounded particularly jarring in the night wind.

"With the Han dynasty's fortunes waning, does it still have the ability to create a destined ruler to counter the anomalies appearing in this world?"

"My old eyes have seen it all..."

"The image of your son dying at the feet of that extraordinary person in this world, unable to bear the karmic consequences of my fate."

At this point, the illusory light and shadow's gaze fell upon Emperor Xuanzu Liu Bingyi, whose face was somewhat pale.

"so……"

The illusory light and shadow stretched out its hand, making an inviting gesture.

"How about we make a deal tonight?"