Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

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In a mansion in the imperial capital.

Song Xuan and Wang Lin drank all the wine in the jug. Then he looked up at the sky and smiled gently.

"My sister has only this little hobby. I'm sorry to make you laugh, brother!"

Wang Lin shook his head slightly, a hint of envy on his face. "Having relatives like this has always been my dream. How can I say it's embarrassing?"

He paused, "Does this battle require Wang's intervention?"

Song Xuan waved his hand, "Brother Wang, thank you for your help in the past, but this time, I want to come alone. I'll trouble you to take charge of this Song Imperial Capital!"

"Alright!" Wang Lin smiled slightly, "I've killed countless people in my life, and to be honest, I'm a little tired.

Ping'er's life span is short, and as his father, I really want to see him more in the few years that remain."

Song Xuan nodded and said no more. Instead, he stepped into the air, step by step, as if stepping on an illusory staircase, soaring straight up, and finally, landed on the head of the purple-gold dragon.

Song Qian waved her sleeves and swept her eyes in all directions. Countless cultivators understood her meaning and bowed again out of habit.

"Greetings to the Taoist Master Xuantian!" The voice roared, like billions of thunders exploding, causing the earth to tremble, and the rumble echoed in the endless void.

Song Xuan stood on top of the purple-gold divine dragon. Compared to the huge dragon's body, his figure looked very small, but in the eyes of hundreds of millions of cultivators, his figure appeared incomparably tall, as if integrated with the entire world.

He was just standing there, but at this moment, in the perception of countless people, he was the master of this world and the incarnation of Tao!

Song Xuan stood there, looking down at the sky. At this moment, an aura that even Dao Song Patriarch felt horrified suddenly spread out from his body and diffused between heaven and earth.

After a long time, he spoke calmly, his voice like the law coming down, like the decree of the gods.

"From now on, the national war begins!"

"Target: the Fotang Dynasty, fight to the death!"

Chapter 902 These two force kings!

Song Xuan's voice was not loud, but it rang clearly in the minds of every cultivator. The moment that plain voice sounded, countless cultivators became excited and fell into an incomparable frenzy.

"I will obey the Daozun's command!"

They can't help but be excited and fanatical. Who wouldn't want to participate in the sure-win game of following Dao Zun to bully the weak?

Song Xuan looked around calmly and waved gently to Yao Yue. The empress Yao Yue, dressed in a black dragon robe, smiled and walked to Song Xuan's side under the attention of everyone, then happily took his arm.

"Husband!"

A light voice sounded. It was easier for Dao Song, as at least a few people knew that Song Xuan's Taoist partner was Yao Yue. Even if they were not sure before, they already had some guesses in their hearts.

But on Mo Yuan's side, countless people were stunned at this moment, especially those old monsters in the Mahayana stage with raging demonic flames, their mouths opened in astonishment, and some people even heard the sound of their own heartbreaking.

It is impossible for these Mahayana demon monsters to have no thoughts about the peerless empress Yao Yue.

But at this moment, all these thoughts can only vanish into thin air, and I dare not express them or think about them anymore.

Even Luo Tian Daozu, who held up the national treasure with one hand, had to respectfully address him as the terrifying Daozun. How could others covet his wife?

Don't even think about it. If you dare to show even a hint of this thought, it will definitely lead to death!

Song Xuan patted Yao Yue's hand and said with a soft smile, "Thank you for your hard work over the years!"

Over the past few decades, the couple have been apart for most of the time. For his plan, Yao Yue has stayed in Moyuan for decades. Now he has finally taken complete control of the Moyuan Dynasty, which can be regarded as a reward for his hard work.

Yao Yue pursed her lips and smiled, "You and I are husband and wife, we should help each other, why would you say it's hard work?"

The couple looked at each other and smiled, but the next moment, Song Qian's somewhat mischievous face appeared between them.

"Brother, there are tens of billions of people waiting here. There's no need to rush to show off your affection, right?"

Song Xuan glanced at her and lowered his voice to ask, "Did you get Mo Yuan's national treasure?"

Victoria Song nodded, "I got it. Do you want to use it now?"

"Keep it for now. When I've overcome my calamity, it won't be too late to study it for me later!"

After he finished speaking, Song Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes moved around, and looked towards the location of Hunyuan Gate.

He wanted to see Ye Gucheng's reaction, but he saw Chen Nan standing with Ji Xuanfeng. The two were whispering about something at the moment. Seeing Song Xuan looking at him, Chen Nan nodded slightly and greeted him.

Song Xuan smiled, shifted his gaze to his sister-in-law Lian Xing.

After destroying the Daluo Sect, he left a marriage certificate for Lianxing at the Hunyuan Sect. Although they were not actually husband and wife, they were at least husband and wife in name.

After not seeing each other for decades, Lian Xing has now reached the level of a celestial being. When she saw Song Xuanwang coming, this girl, who had always been a bit introverted, opened her beautiful eyes wide without a trace of timidity, and looked at the person she had been thinking about without blinking.

She even opened her mouth and whispered two words. Although no sound was made, Song Xuan could tell what she was saying by her lip shape.

"Husband!"

Song Xuan exclaimed in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh that time is really the most elusive thing in this world.

The sister-in-law who used to blush and get her heart beating fast just by looking at him, now has the courage to express her feelings bravely in such a high-profile occasion.

Song Xuan smiled slightly, and subconsciously glanced at his Taoist partner beside him from the corner of his eye.

But Yao Yue seemed to have noticed nothing. She was looking up at the sky, as if she was searching for something. A vague and inexplicable demonic aura was wandering vaguely between heaven and earth.

Song Xuan frowned subconsciously.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong. It seemed that his wife, who had embarked on a special path of magic, was still planning to take over this world!

After a moment of hesitation, he did not give any more advice. He knew that he could no longer help Yao Yue. The only thing he could do was to get through the first calamity of the celestial beings as soon as possible and improve his own strength. If there were any changes in the world in the future, he could take his wife and escape from this world in time!

His eyes swept over acquaintances such as Hunyuan Patriarch, Ye Gucheng, Xiang Yutian, Dao Song Patriarch and others. After a moment of silence, Song Xuan suddenly waved his sleeves.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were filled with wind and clouds, lightning and thunder, and immediately this majestic army of monks began to move out slowly. After a brief formation adjustment, they swept across the sky and earth, roaring towards the border of Fo Tang!

The terrifying pressure enveloped billions of miles of heaven and earth. Even the will of the world of all spirits seemed to have chosen to retreat at this moment. Between heaven and earth, there was only a super army like a river in the sky, speeding forward.

The Mahayana monsters of the Demon Yuan Dynasty were at the forefront. These old monsters, with raging demonic flames and filled with murderous aura, looked like demon gods walking out of the ancient abyss. They were the vanguard, leading the way ahead.

Following closely behind was the army of Taoist Song royal monks. As for Song Xuan and his companions, they were sitting cross-legged on the huge head of the purple-gold divine dragon. A group of powerful men from the Imperial City Division surrounded them like guards, marching forward in a mighty and roaring manner!

On both wings were powerful men from the major families, sects and cultivation families of the two countries. Each of them looked extremely excited, with fanatical admiration in their eyes.

Rumble!

Wherever the army passed, it swept across the land. The terrifying aura it spread along the way made the spies from various dynasties tremble with fear. Countless pieces of news were transmitted from the territory of Dao Song to other dynasties.

Song Xuan had no intention of concealing his aura. The aura of Wuque Tianren spread out, and the three primordial spirits were shining with gold, white and black luster, as if three flowers gathered at the top of the head, containing endless mysteries.

The purple-gold divine dragon would let out bursts of dragon roars from time to time. The terrifying pressure of the divine dragon was so deep that it seemed to crush the sky. It was extremely arrogant and overbearing.

He finally realized that his boss, Victoria Song, or rather, the two bosses, brother and sister, were simply two kings of bullying!

If we are not arrogant and overbearing at this time, wouldn't that be disrespecting the King?

There was a deep cold light in Song Xuan's eyes. He sat cross-legged on the dragon's head, silently watching this majestic army rushing forward at a rapid speed.

He could have opened up a space channel to shorten the distance for the army and march directly to the border of Fotang.

But he didn't. He just watched the army advance quietly. He wanted to give the spies enough time to pass on the news.

He wants to see which forces will be ready to take action when this national war begins!

Which dynasties would plan to take advantage of others’ misfortune?

Chapter 903 Wu Zetian!

Buddhist Tang, the imperial capital of Chang'an.

Deep in the imperial palace, in the secret realm of the Fo Tang Ancestor Land, Empress Wu Zhao was hunched over, listening to the teachings of the Fo Tang Ancestor.

"Wu Zhao, you must recognize your own identity!"

Patriarch Fo Tang lay high above the nine layers of clouds, his figure looming. The aura of the peak Mahayana master oppressed Wu Zhao so much that she couldn't stand up straight.

"Since you have reached the Mahayana stage in your cultivation and have many years of experience assisting the government, I will acquiesce to your desire to be the Empress."

"But if you want to be an emperor, then do it well. The foundation of the Tang Dynasty, which has lasted for tens of thousands of years, is not a place for you to act arbitrarily!"

Wu Zhao lowered her body again, with the lowest posture, but she looked confused.

"Grandfather, I don't understand what I did that was inappropriate to make you so angry?"

"Still pretending to be confused!" Fo Tang Patriarch snorted coldly, "I want to ask you, the recent rumor that Song Xuan, the commander of the Dao Song army, is your male lover, don't say it wasn't your fault that it was spread!"

Wu Zhao hesitated for a moment before admitting, "Ancestor, this matter was indeed secretly instructed by me."

"Why are you provoking him? Don't tell me you don't know how this man destroyed the Daluo Sect with just one sword!

You haven't even completely balanced the forces within our dynasty, and now you've provoked such a powerful enemy. What good will this do you?"

Wu Zhao said respectfully, "Old Ancestor, you don't know that I later received accurate information that the Daluo Sect was destroyed, and it was not as the outside world had rumored."

"Hmm? Is there something else going on?"

"There is indeed a hidden story!"

Wu Zhao whispered, "As far as I know, the Great Luo Patriarch did not die at the hands of Song Xuan. The murderer must be someone else!"

"Who?"

"The Demon Cultivation Sea, the forbidden existence, Wang Lin, the old demon Wang!"

"Wang Lin?"

Patriarch Fo Tang's voice became more serious, and he said in a deep voice: "How could Patriarch Daluo provoke that murderous idiot?

Also, the Great Luo Patriarch stayed in his secret world all year round, and he was killed by Wang Lin in his own secret world. How did you know such a secret?"

Wu Zhao was silent.

"Why, is there a secret that even I can't know?"

Wu Zhao hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "To be honest with you, Old Ancestor, I have recently received help from an elder. This person is as powerful as nature and has boundless magical powers.

It was he who helped the younger generation to deduce the secrets within the Daluo Secret Realm, and finally, discovered the real cause of death of the Daluo Patriarch!

Therefore, I dare to judge that Song Xuan is a fraud who has deceived the world and stole his reputation. He is not as rumored by the outside world, a forbidden level that can kill even a peak Mahayana existence!

Therefore, I think we can do something about Song Xuan!"

Patriarch Fo Tang frowned, "Even I cannot deduce the situation in the Daluo Secret Realm, not to mention that this matter involves the forbidden existence of Wang Lin.

What is the origin of the senior who helped you?

"Ancestor, this person is known as Sirius Star Lord. He is a star lord from the upper realm who has descended to the mortal world. His body was destroyed in the great war between immortals and gods, and his soul has been dormant in the Immortal Burial Ground for tens of thousands of years. He has only recently awakened."

"Sirius-kun?"

The originally high-handed Fo Tang Patriarch suddenly became restless!

"Are you serious? That being is still alive?"

Wu Zhao clasped her fists and said, "This matter is of great importance. How dare I deceive the ancestor?"

Patriarch Fo Tang's expression kept changing, as if he was weighing the pros and cons. After a while, he stared at Wu Zhao with gloomy eyes, "If that's the case, why would the Star Lords of the Upper Realm choose to cooperate with you?

What agreement did you reach with him?"

Wu Zhao said in a deep voice: "I don't know why he chose me. Maybe it's because I am the first female emperor in the history of this Wanling World. In his opinion, I may be easier to control!

As for the agreement...there is indeed an agreement!

The Star Lord has promised to help me unify the Wanling Continent!"

Li Mi asked, "What does he want? The supreme position of the dynasty after unifying the world?"

Wu Zhao shook her head, "Xingjun is from the upper realm, he doesn't care about the throne of the lower realm, what he wants is to rebuild his body!

I have promised the Star Lord that after the world is unified, I will search for the various special physiques in the Myriad Spirit World for him, draw upon the blood of the Heavenly Priests, and refine and reshape him into a True Immortal body!"

Patriarch Fo Tang paced back and forth with a frown on his face. The clouds in the sky kept rolling. It was obvious that he was feeling a little confused and even a little irritable.

Theoretically, cooperating with the Star Lord of the Upper Realm is indeed a great thing. If the Star Lord is really willing to support it, it may not be impossible to destroy Dao Song, destroy Mo Yuan, and then swallow up the surrounding dynasties and finally unify the Continent of Ten Thousand Spirits.

And the possibility is very great.

But for some reason, Patriarch Fo Tang felt very irritated. He couldn't explain where this irritation came from.

After pondering for a while, he sighed, waved his sleeves, and said helplessly: "Forget it, since we have already cooperated, let's continue to cooperate.

I once saw Sirius Lord from afar. He was one of the top True Immortals in the lower realm.