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

The black moon hung in the sky, like a vortex that swallowed all light, its stillness suffocating.

However, in this deathly silence, a domineering and unparalleled voice suddenly rang out, as if it had pierced through the endless void from the highest heavens or the deepest hell.

"snort!"

It is just a single syllable, yet it contains an indescribable sense of authority and indifference.

It seems that everything in the world is nothing but an ant before Him, and even the right to exist requires His grace.

The sound wasn't particularly loud, yet it overwhelmed all the laws and rhythms of this world.

Not only Zhang Mu heard it, but the one-eyed, golden-armored emperor who was about to deliver a fatal blow to Zhang Mu with the golden dragon sword also heard it.

However, unlike Zhang Mu's calm demeanor, which he had anticipated...

The golden-armored, one-eyed emperor's expression changed drastically, as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water from the ancient ice, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

He felt an indescribable, chilling, and demonic aura creeping up his arm and sweeping through his limbs and bones, following the golden dragon sword in his hand.

That aura was not merely cold; it also carried a vast, ancient, and domineering will, as if all the laws of the world were as fragile as paper before it.

His imperial body was now as stiff as stone, chilling to the bone.

"The Emperor?...This...How is this possible?!"

The golden-armored, one-eyed emperor's voice trembled uncontrollably. He stared wide-eyed at the black moon, his eyes filled with overwhelming fear and disbelief.

As an emperor, he already stands at the very top of the pyramid in this world.

The Emperor Realm is already the limit that this sky can contain.

The birth of every emperor requires endless rare and precious materials, countless strokes of good fortune, and even stepping over the corpses of his peers to reach the pinnacle.

"At this point in time, the very existence of emperors like ourselves violates some kind of balance of heaven and earth. How could the existence of true emperors be allowed?"

"An emperor should never exist in this world! Absolutely impossible!"

Although the one-eyed, golden-armored emperor was filled with fear and unease, he was, after all, a powerful ruler who governed a region, and he possessed his own pride and dignity.

He forced down his fear and gritted his teeth, letting out a roar.

It sounded like a rebuttal, but more like an attempt to bolster one's own courage.

He couldn't accept that the voice in the black moon belonged to the legendary emperor.

Because once he accepts this fact, it is tantamount to announcing his downfall today!

The difference between an emperor and a ruler may seem to be only one level, but in reality, they are worlds apart.

That is the difference between mortals and gods, the difference between ants and dragons!

When an emperor is enraged, all living beings are stained with blood; this is no empty saying.

Although powerful figures are capable enough, in the eyes of an emperor, they are still just one of the masses, no different from a blade of grass or a stone by the roadside.

For an emperor to kill a king is as easy as crushing an ant, requiring no effort at all.

"Shut up! We're about to die, and you're still spouting this nonsense."

That domineering voice came again from the black moon, with a hint of impatience in its tone, like a lion shooing away buzzing flies.

The owner of the voice seemed to have no regard for the emperor before him, who was powerful enough to intimidate the entire region.

Followed by.

The moment the words fell, a pale, bloodless hand slowly emerged from the black moon.

With just two fingers, it seemed to contain the power to crush the eternal sky, casually pinching the golden dragon sword of the one-eyed emperor in golden armor.

"Click..."

A crisp, teeth-grinding cracking sound rang out.

The Golden Dragon Sword, a royal weapon that would make countless cultivators wary, was now breaking apart inch by inch like rotten wood under the slight force of those two pale fingers.

The sound of metal shattering echoed like a death knell across the silent battlefield.

The golden luster dimmed instantly, the spirit within the dragon sword let out a mournful cry, and then fell completely silent.

This is not only the destruction of weapons, but also the annihilation of the imperial laws.

The one-eyed, golden-armored emperor, whose mind was connected to the dragon sword, immediately turned pale and a mouthful of golden imperial blood gushed out uncontrollably, his aura instantly weakening.

However, this is just the beginning!

As the dragon sword shattered, an invisible ripple, colorless and shapeless, like ripples on the surface of water, spread along the sword's body at a seemingly slow but unavoidable speed towards the golden-armored one-eyed emperor's body.

Gazing at the silent, invisible ripples, the golden-armored, one-eyed emperor's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

His royal intuition was frantically warning him.

Within those ripples, he sensed a deadly crisis.

That was the chilling aura of death, like chains emerging from the depths of hell, already wrapped around his soul.

If you don't dodge, you'll die!

An utterly absurd idea surfaced in the mind of the golden-armored, one-eyed emperor.

As an emperor, with an invincible physical body and an immortal soul, how could he possibly be killed by a mere invisible ripple?

He instinctively wanted to deny the idea, thinking it was just his imagination.

However, even for emperors, the fear of death remains an instinct ingrained in their very bones.

In the end, the one-eyed, golden-armored emperor dared not gamble with his life, dared not gamble on whether the ripples could truly threaten him.

At this critical moment of life and death, he had no choice but to set aside his imperial dignity and immediately try to use a forbidden escape technique to avoid the strange ripples.

However, just as he was about to exert his strength and move...

The one-eyed, golden-armored emperor suddenly froze, his expression turning into one of utter disbelief and horror.

Because he discovered in horror:

My body just won't obey me!

It was as if an invisible force, like the strongest chains, had bound every inch of his flesh and every bone tightly.

When he exhausted all his strength and scanned himself with his imperial divine sense...

That's when I realized with despair.

That invisible ripple had already covered his entire body without him even noticing!

Strands and strands were tightly intertwined with his flesh, bones, meridians, and even his soul.

"Wh...when? When did this happen?!" The golden-armored, one-eyed emperor roared inwardly, completely unaware of what was happening.

But he did not give up on survival.

He immediately unleashed all his power, his body surging with the laws of the Imperial Way, and golden light almost pierced the sky, attempting to dispel the invisible ripples that sent chills down his spine.

To enhance the exorcising power, he even went so far as to use the most fundamental source of the emperor—the Dragon Qi Royal Court!

The Dragon Qi Royal Court is the source where he contains his imperial power and forges the imperial laws; it is the culmination of his life's cultivation.

Within the royal court, endless dragon energy surged, each wisp possessing the power to purify all things and suppress evil spirits.

He believed that by using the power of the source, he would be able to eliminate these strange things.

The next moment.

The last glimmer of hope in the golden-armored, one-eyed emperor's heart completely collapsed, and the despair on his face was so intense it was almost dripping with water.

He was horrified to discover that the invisible ripples were virtually everywhere and all-pervasive!

At this moment, they had actually invaded the Dragon Qi Royal Court, which only his mind could perceive and enter.

The vast primordial dragon energy within the royal court, when faced with these invisible ripples, melted away rapidly like ice and snow under the sun, unable to withstand them in the slightest!

"What on earth is this bizarre thing?!"

The golden-armored, one-eyed emperor trembled all over, his voice filled with unprecedented fear.

He had lost all his former imperial majesty; at this moment, he was like a mortal cornered by an unknown monster, about to be devoured, left with only endless despair.

"You piece of trash, I'm sending you to your death!"

The owner of the pale hand, that domineering voice, once again came from the black moon, coldly and ruthlessly declaring an established fact.

As soon as He finished speaking, the invisible ripples that covered the entire body of the golden-armored one-eyed emperor and even invaded the Dragon Qi Royal Court seemed to be activated instantly.

"boom!"

An indescribable, terrifying divine light emanated from the surface of each ripple.

That divine light was neither golden holiness nor black evil, but a pure, cold light capable of extinguishing all life.

The golden-armored, one-eyed emperor was instantly engulfed by this divine light, like a speck of dust falling into a vast galaxy.

Surrounded by divine light, the golden-armored, one-eyed emperor suddenly felt an indescribable, soul-tearing pain emanating from his soul and imperial body.

It wasn't physical pain, but a kind of pain where existence was erased and origin was swallowed up.

He wanted to wail and scream, but all his voices were swallowed up by the divine light.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Zhang Mu and another Confucian-robed emperor in the distance, the golden-armored one-eyed emperor's body was covered in countless cracks, like a shattered glass mirror.

The cracks spread rapidly, and with the explosion of divine light, his entire body roared and turned into billions of points of light, completely dissipating into the world.

Not even a trace was left.

A great emperor has fallen!

They didn't die on the battlefield, nor were they defeated by their peers; they were crushed and wiped out, as if they had never existed!

All of this happened so fast!

By the time the Confucian-robed emperor, who only realized what was happening later, tried to use his great supernatural powers to rescue the golden-armored one-eyed emperor, it was already too late.

His outstretched hand froze in mid-air, his face still showing shock and disbelief.

"Escape! We must escape! Escape immediately! This place is no match for us!"

Having witnessed his companions being easily wiped out like ants, the Confucian Emperor felt no desire to avenge them.

Revenge? That's simply impossible!

Facing someone who is suspected to be an emperor, being able to save one's own life is already a stroke of luck.

After glancing at Zhang Mu, who had just dealt with the dwarf monster and was now coldly looking in their direction, the Confucian-robed emperor, without even turning his head, unleashed his fastest speed ever, transforming into a streak of light and fleeing headlong into the far west without hesitation.

"Do you think you can escape? Before me, a mere emperor dares to dream of escaping alive?"

In the darkness of the moon, the voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of mockery, as composed as a cat toying with a mouse.

Without a doubt, it was the owner of the pale hand speaking.

Watching the emperor's figure fleeing frantically, Zhang Mu did not intervene.

He stood with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at the black moon.

He was also eager to see what methods this suspected emperor would use to eliminate the second emperor.

At the same time, he also had a hint of curiosity in his heart: would the owner of the pale hand really emerge from that black moon and reveal his true appearance?

He was shocked to see the black moon, which was suspended in the air, suddenly shake violently without any warning, and then transform into a falling star in the most brutal and direct way, crashing down on the fleeing Emperor of the Confucian Crowned Realm.

The black moon hurtled out at an extreme speed, seemingly ignoring all the obstacles in space.

As it pierced the sky, it left a trail of darkness in its wake.

Wherever it passed, the void crumbled inch by inch, revealing the chaotic nothingness behind it.

That kind of power seemed to be able to completely smash through this world!

When that enormous black moon, carrying unparalleled power, crashed down upon the Confucian-robed Emperor...

This powerful imperial expert didn't even have a chance to struggle or scream. He was like a snowflake thrown into a furnace. The moment he came into contact with the black moon, he was completely swallowed up and dissolved by the endless darkness. Not even a wisp of his soul escaped.

Then, under Zhang Mu's calm yet slightly solemn gaze...

The black moon, as if it had done something insignificant, swayed and flew back, continuing to circle around Zhang Mu like a loyal guardian.

"Two...no, three invincible emperors have fallen?"

Across the land, powerful cultivators gazed at Zhang Mu, who stood quietly above Guanzhong, surrounded by the sun and moon, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"He single-handedly defeated three opponents, forcefully suppressing everything. Who is he? Just who is he?"

"Even if Xiang Ji were to be resurrected, he probably wouldn't be a match for this man!"

"..."

Shocked words came from the mouths of those who witnessed this royal battle, and their eyes were filled with deep awe as they looked at Zhang Mu.

Although people didn't know who Zhang Mu was, they knew at this moment:

In the years to come, this being who slew three invincible emperors will be invincible for an era.

Just like his declaration before the station...

I am the emperor of this era, destined to vanquish the enemies of time!

perhaps.

Just as he said, his opponent is no longer in the present, but in the ancient history of that time.

Zhang Mu overheard the discussions about him.

but.

He didn't make any pronouncement-like response, but simply returned the Crimson Sun and Black Moon to his chaotic inner world, glancing at the sky above Julu in Jizhou.

"Old Taoist priest with the bull's nose, now it's time to see your performance!"