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

At this moment, the elderly Zhang Jiao stood tall in the void.

His Taoist robes fluttered wildly, and his head of white hair, white as silver snakes, danced wildly in the wind.

As he calmly gazed at the two emperor avatars formed from bloodline imprints in front of him, he knew very well that although these two were avatars, they carried a portion of the will of beings suspected to be emperors, and were far beyond the reach of ordinary emperors.

However, to Zhang Jiao's surprise, who was in his old age...

The emperor avatar wielding the Crimson Dragon Emperor Sword surprisingly chose to abruptly suppress its majestic imperial aura in the face of his challenge.

As the oppressive aura that enveloped heaven and earth receded like the tide, the true form of the Emperor's incarnation was revealed.

An indescribable roguish air appeared on the face of the emperor's avatar, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, carrying a hint of mockery and vicissitude.

He seemed more like a seasoned veteran who had seen through the vicissitudes of life than a high and mighty emperor.

"Let future generations handle their affairs. My opponent is not you, but someone from a much more distant past."

The emperor avatar holding the Crimson Dragon Emperor Sword spoke, his gaze distant, as if he could see a long-forgotten era through Zhang Jiao before him.

"However! Since it has been awakened by later generations with the help of bloodline fragments, let's take a look at the world today and admire the magnificent scenery."

As soon as he finished speaking, this emperor incarnation looked like an old farmer returning from the fields, waving contentedly at the elderly Zhang Jiao.

Immediately, he stepped down and came to the side of Emperor Liu Hong, whose humanity had been completely extinguished. He gently placed his hand on Liu Hong's shoulder, his gesture filled with the tenderness and affection of an elder.

"Foolish child! The fall of the dynasty is an inevitable trend, why are you so stubbornly ignorant?"

As he spoke softly, the Emperor's avatar, holding the Crimson Dragon Emperor Sword, revealed a deep heartache in his eyes, as if he were looking at a child who did not want to wake up.

As he spoke, he tried to lead Liu Hong away from this place of trouble.

Faced with his actions, the cold-faced Emperor Liu Hong instinctively resisted, letting out a low growl, unwilling to leave.

however.

When this emperor incarnation raised his hand and pointed a finger at Emperor Liu Hong's brow...

In an instant, a spark of inspiration entered Liu Hong's mind, and his empty eyes regained their sparkle. His blank face was suddenly filled with intense emotions.

"Ancestor!!!"

Upon recovering, Liu Hong cried out in a rage, his expression one of overwhelming excitement, as if he had grasped at the last straw.

"Please, Ancestor, take action and slay this evil cultivator!"

Clearly, Emperor Liu Hong had not forgotten his initial conviction.

Upon hearing this, the emperor avatar wielding the Crimson Dragon Emperor Sword showed a helpless expression. He gently patted Liu Hong's shoulder, his voice carrying an unspeakable depth.

"There are too many things involved here; I'm not invincible!"

After saying this, he said no more, and a hazy rain of light rose up around him, enveloping Liu Hong.

The next instant, the two disappeared from this world, leaving only a faint wisp of dragon energy that lingered in the void for a long time.

The elderly Zhang Jiao silently watched all of this without intervening.

He understood that this incarnation of the Emperor was unwilling to be drawn into this battle.

Or perhaps, the existence of this sword-wielding emperor was never intended to be his enemy.

The one who would truly fight him was the last incarnation of an emperor in the arena.

As that figure departed, the world suddenly fell silent, leaving only the last emperor's avatar standing alone in the void, facing the elderly Zhang Jiao from afar.

After a short while, he spoke.

The voice wasn't loud, but it sent a chill down the spine of the elderly Zhang Jiao.

"I know your purpose, but if you want to break the shackles for everyone in the world, you ultimately need to take concrete action!"

The last emperor's incarnation spoke calmly, yet with an undeniable firmness.

"Not only must you uphold the reputation of my Han Dynasty, but you must also be tested to see your own capacity!"

"If you can't even pass my test, going to the City of Time will only add to your skeleton, which will then be washed away and obliterated by time, leaving no trace."

His words, though devoid of any contempt, revealed a message that even the elderly Zhang Jiao found disheartening.

"Please enlighten me, Your Majesty!"

The elderly Zhang Jiao took a deep breath, solemnly cupped his hands, and said, "If this old Daoist cannot withstand Your Majesty's weight, today will surely be the day of my demise."

Although they were rivals, neither he nor the last incarnation of the Emperor had any irreconcilable tension between them.

On the contrary, the last incarnation even had a hint of appreciation in its gaze, as if looking at a fellow traveler who was both an enemy and a friend.

"Very well!" The last imperial avatar nodded: "As you wish."

The next moment, the emperor's avatar suddenly turned its gaze downwards.

Although Emperor Liu Hong had been taken away, the true dragon of destiny of the Han Ji Dynasty still lingered in the void, huge and ferocious. Without saying a word, it opened its mouth and a terrifying suction force burst out, swallowing the true dragon of destiny into its belly.

"hold head high!"

The true dragon let out a deafening wail, but it could not resist the Emperor-level power. Its entire body was forcibly pulled into the mouth of the avatar and disappeared instantly.

After exhaling the true dragon of destiny, the void around the last emperor's avatar suddenly trembled, and layers of blazing light burst forth from his body.

The light was not dazzling, but it carried an extreme aura of taboo, as if it had opened an ancient and mysterious gate, connecting with an unspeakable existence in the dark.

Fragments of time danced in the air, and the flowing light of the years surrounded them. It was as if, at this moment, this avatar was no longer just a bloodline clone, but had established a connection with a true body that transcended the realm of emperors and the passage of time.

"boom!"

A deafening roar erupted, and from the void, a vast and mighty river of time suddenly reappeared.

The river flows swiftly, each drop a passing moment in time, each wave a changing era.

On the long river, a terrifying tide of time suddenly surged forth, unleashing countless giant waves that swept across the heavens and earth.

The elderly Zhang Jiao, with his piercing gaze, looked toward the source of the river of time.

there.

He saw a blurry yet majestic figure, towering high as if standing at the very beginning of all time, radiating the same aura as the last incarnation of the emperor before him.

That was the true form of the last incarnation of the Emperor, an ancient being that transcended the limitations of time and space.

Immediately afterwards, the being at the source of that long river of time cast a gentle glance.

That gaze seemed to pierce through endless time and space, instantly understanding everything that had happened there.

"I see! Well then..."

A faint voice drifted along the river of time, carrying an ancient desolation.

Immediately, the being extended a finger and thrust it directly towards the space-time where the elderly Zhang Jiao was located.

That finger, though seemingly slow, traversed endless years, carrying unimaginable power, approaching inch by inch.

As the finger drew ever closer to this space-time, the body of the last emperor's avatar gradually melted away.

Without him.

The final incarnation of the emperor was connected to a forbidden power that did not belong to this space-time and transcended the realm of emperors and the passage of time.

The exchange of power comes at a price, and even his bloodline fragment incarnation is no exception.

The moment he transformed himself into a bridge, allowing the power of the source to descend across time and space, was the moment when the price began to be paid.

As the elderly Zhang Jiao stared at the approaching finger, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Even before the finger had fully arrived, the aura it emitted had already caused cracks in his body and made his primordial spirit tremble violently.

The elderly Zhang Jiao was frantically warning himself, every cell in his body screaming, "Invincible, invincible! That's the power of an Emperor Realm expert, far beyond human capabilities!"

"My lord, don't just stand there! You are about to face a power at the Emperor level, which you cannot withstand on your own!"

A familiar voice suddenly rang out.

The young Zhang Jiao stood tall in the void, his face showing both anxiety and determination.

As he spoke loudly, his hands repeatedly formed mysterious hand seals, and streaks of light flashed and merged into the void.

During the process, his body drew closer and closer to the figure of the elderly Zhang Jiao, as if two magnets were attracting each other and about to merge into one.

"Listen carefully..."

The young Zhang Jiao suddenly turned his head and looked longingly at his daughter Zhang Ning below. Her beautiful face was looking up at him, her eyes filled with tears.

Seeing this, the young Zhang Jiao revealed a cynical smile. As one of the old Zhang Jiao's Daoist corpses, he spoke with indignation and mockery: "If Ning'er suffers any injustice after marrying that bastard Zhang Gongzhi in the future, you should beat him to death."

"besides."

"Remember to build me a cenotaph after Master Dao dies, and carve two prominent characters on the tombstone: 'Yu Ji'!"

As the character "吉" (auspicious) fell, the youthful Zhang Jiao suddenly exploded, transforming into a magnificent Taoist palace surrounded by pure energy.

The Dao Palace was majestic and vast, like a celestial palace bearing the ultimate truth of the Great Dao. Then, like a shooting star, it went straight into the body of the elderly Zhang Jiao.

"boom."

As soon as the magnificent Dao Palace entered his body, Zhang Jiao's aura surged dramatically in his old age.

His strength surged like a flood bursting its banks, advancing even further beyond his original late-stage Dao Venerable realm.

As Zhang Jiao aged, his aura grew stronger and more powerful, as if he were about to break through some invisible barrier at this moment.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into him, all the Dao resounded, and countless auspicious rays descended from the sky, with countless Dao runes appearing and flying around him.

Its imposing momentum was comparable to that of Zhang Mu, who had recently killed three emperors in a battle over Guanzhong.

However, despite the rapid increase in strength, the elderly Zhang Jiao showed no joy on his face.

His gaze swept across the void, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Because another figure appeared in the void.

That was a middle-aged Zhang Jiao.

Unlike the "unruly and irreverent" Zhang Jiao in his youth, the middle-aged Zhang Jiao has a calm demeanor and an air of wisdom and indifference that reveals his understanding of the world.

He's gone!

The middle-aged Zhang Jiao slowly opened his mouth, looking in the direction where the young Zhang Jiao had disappeared, and then looking at the old Zhang Jiao, his eyes filled with a complex light.

He paused, a hint of self-deprecating感慨 suddenly appearing in his voice: "It seems that the old Taoist Zuo Ci..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Before he could finish his sentence, he disintegrated on the spot, transforming into another Dao Palace that merged into the body of the elderly Zhang Jiao.

With the return of the two Daoist corpses, the temperament of the elderly Zhang Jiao changed.

But what's most obvious is his strength.

An aura similar to that of the source of the river of time began to emerge from Zhang Jiao's body.

Although it was small and weak, it already possessed that charm.