"If the Emperor of Immortality had manifested himself earlier to help me pacify the people and subdue the populace, why would I have suffered the destruction of my country and the loss of my family?"

"If the Eternal Emperor were still in Dawu, helping me to restore the country and pacify the world, why would I need to slaughter immortal birds and divine beasts?"

"If the Emperor of Immortality had descended to the mortal realm earlier and recognized me as the supreme ruler of the world, why would I have used plagues to disturb the common people, all for the sake of the restoration of the Great Righteousness?"

Zhao Wenhe reached out from behind him and pointed at the calm-faced Emperor of Antarctica.

"You bunch of gods! You turn a blind eye to the instability of my court and the suffering of the common people. I am determined to restore my country and will not utter a word in return. Now I disrespect Heaven and do not believe in gods. I am prepared to restore my country by my own strength. And yet you all come out!"

Zhao Wenhe was filled with turmoil. The empress thought of the pain of being powerless to change the situation back then, the determination she had when she went to Mount Dawu to poison the enemy, and the words she had spoken to Zhou Yan: "Man can conquer nature."

In the past few days, Zhao Wenhe had already decided to rely on himself and no longer depend on the protection of heaven and earth. But ironically, when he believed in heaven, heaven did not help him; when he stopped believing in heaven, heaven came to stop him.

Why?

If you're not going to help me, fine, but why are you blocking my way?

"You presumptuously claim to be supreme!"

Zhao Wen roared, and this roar even carried the power of a lion's roar. When he roared, the divine court trembled, and the Antarctic Longevity Emperor opposite him changed his expression.

Zhao Wenhe sneered, then sank into the bridge. Instantly, his dantian qi sea moved thousands of miles, and dragon qi rose from his spine.

Zhao Wenhe throws a punch.

The Imperial Extreme World-Shaking Fist - Sky-Splitting Fist.

"boom!"

Before Zhao Wen and Huang Quan, there was only darkness, with earth, fire, wind, and water surging together. The divine generals, true lords, and immortals in front of them all fell into the black hole created by Zhao Wen and Huang Quan and disappeared without a sound.

The black hole collided with the Antarctic Longevity Emperor, who fell into the black hole, causing the entire Divine Firmament Jade Purity Palace to change color.

A short while later, Zhao Wenhe's surroundings returned to the original bridal chamber. Zhao Wenhe was still on the bed where "Zhou Yan" had been pushed down, except that the wedding dress "Zhou Yan" was no longer on the bed.

……

A mountain peak outside of Mount Dawu.

The mirage dragon, coiled on the ground, suddenly coughed up blood, staining the ground red. The nine-colored deer quickly covered the mirage dragon with auspicious light, and Su Xiaowan, who had been summoned by Zhou Yan, also busied herself spraying auspicious energy onto the mirage dragon.

The mirage dragon coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, felt a little better, and then said to Zhou Yan incredulously.

"Is Zhao Wenhe insane? The Heavenly Emperor's Divine Court actually dares to make a move?"

Zhou Yan gave a wry smile.

"If Zhao Wenhe hadn't gone mad, things wouldn't have come to this point."

Zhao Wenhe is too crazy and arrogant, and he won't listen to anything, which is why Zhou Yan and Wenquxing have to use all means to target him.

Zhou Yan turned to look at the Dawu Palace on Dawu Mountain. Inside the palace, Zhao Wenhe, whose entire body was enveloped in innate qi, walked out of a courtyard.

Zhou Yan stared at Zhao Wenhe.

In just one day, Zhao Wenhe's awakening level reached 93%. With that 3% increase in awakening level, who knows how many more people in the world have died.

tyrant!

……

Dawu Mountain, Dawu Palace, Zhao Wenhe's wedding room.

Zhao Wenhe, whose whole body radiated a faint light, pushed open the door to the bridal chamber and walked to the place where he had previously bowed to "Zhou Yan".

At this moment, the place was deserted, with only the old priest Wen Quxing standing alone, his face ashen.

Zhao Wenhe inquired.

"What about Bai Ze?"

Wenquxing sighed.

"Ran."

Zhao Wenhe's expression shifted.

"You knew all along?"

Wenquxing remained silent.

Wenquxing had known about Zhou Yan's assistance from the Mirage Dragon for a long time, but it would still be quite dangerous for the Mirage Dragon, which had lost its memory and whose combat power had greatly decreased, to fight Zhao Wenhe.

If possible, Wenquxing still hopes that Zhou Yan can find more helpers in Penglai, but there isn't enough time.

Zhao Wenhe was eager to pull Zhou Yan onto her side, and her own level of awakening was also constantly rising.

Therefore, after discussing with Zhou Yan, Wenquxing decided to take action during the wedding night. First, they would use the Heavenly Court's judgment to distract Zhao Wenhe, and then use thunder punishment and various other means to suppress him.

As a result, Zhao Wenhe remained calm and composed, without any psychological burden regarding his past mistakes.

It is said that if you have never done anything wrong, you will not be afraid of ghosts knocking at your door in the middle of the night. But Zhao Wenhe has done all sorts of wrong things in his life, yet he is not afraid of ghosts knocking at his door.

What can even the God of Literature say in the face of such a foolish and tyrannical ruler?

"His Majesty."

The God of Literature bows.

"Your humble servant has something to report..."

Boom! Rumble! Rumble!

Behind Wenquxing, silver snakes darted across the sky, and lightning surged.

Zhao Wenhe said indifferently.

"explain."

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!"

The lightning began to fall, pulling out Wenquxing's silhouette from all sides.

"Your Majesty possesses both literary and military prowess, and your talent is boundless."

The old god Wenquxing's face showed a mixture of light and shadow, as if his expression was changing.

"This world has no place for Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, may you rest in peace..."

Zhao Wenhe sighed softly.

"Pity."

Zhao Wenhe took a step forward and threw a punch at Wenquxing.

With this punch, it was like a mountain collapsing and the sky falling; the entire world seemed to collapse towards the Wenqu Star.

……

Distant mountain peaks.

Zhou Yan grabbed the mirage dragon's fur and shouted.

"Hurry up, hurry up and play the background music."

The lightning just now was fake; Zhou Yan ordered the Mirage Dragon to unleash it.

Because Wenquxing told Zhou Yan that he was actually quite good at fighting, but he needed to be high-class to cooperate.

The higher the prestige, the more powerful the Wenquxing (a type of ancient Chinese dictionary).

Zhou Yan believed it.

"It is a mirage dragon," the dragon said in a deep voice.

"understood."

……

Daigo Palace, Zhao Wenhe's wedding courtyard.

The moment Zhao Wenhe threw his punch, the entire world suddenly resounded with extremely bold and unrestrained music, and one person responded by singing in response to the music.

"Zhao guest wears a silk tassel, Wu hook shines like frost and snow."

A silver saddle shines on a white horse, swift as a shooting star.

A glimmer of light emerged from the end of the sky. This light arrived before Zhao Wenhe's fist struck the Chinese opera star.

"Oh!"

Zhao Wenhe paused in his punching motion, then took a few steps back.

The light from the distant sky gradually approached, and then, behind the Wenqu Star, the light dispersed, revealing a proud sword immortal standing on a sword.

Looking down upon the world.

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Zhao Wenhe took a few steps back, shook his hand, and looked with curiosity in his calm eyes at the sword immortal who appeared behind Wenquxing.

"Li Bai?"

Zhao Wenhe inquired.

The Azure Lotus Sword Immortal behind Wenquxing took a wine gourd from his waist, opened the lid, took a sip, and said drunkenly.

"You are no benevolent ruler."

Zhao Wenhe flicked his wrist, and the sleeve of the groom's suit made a rhythmic "snap" sound.

“A merciful ruler cannot command an army, nor can a righteous ruler manage finances. For any ruler, the fate of millions of people is often determined by a single thought. If a ruler is afraid of harming or killing people and hesitates to make any national policies, then he is a foolish and ignorant ruler, and will only become a laughingstock.”

Wenquxing sneered.

"So Your Majesty tolerates the countless deaths and injuries of the mortal people, with cries of sorrow echoing across the land?"

Zhao Wenhe spoke with righteous indignation.

"The success of one general is built on the bones of ten thousand soldiers; those who accomplish great things do not concern themselves with trifles."

The people of this world will eventually become subjects of the Zhao family, so what's wrong with Zhao Wenhe killing a group of people in order to better govern them as a monarch?

These people didn't die in vain. Isn't Zhao Wenhe's ever-increasing awakening level and growing power the very meaning of those mortals' deaths?

It is an honor for mortals to risk their lives to build her throne.

Li Bai, standing on his flying sword, let out a drunken hiccup.

"You tyrant, you are unaware of your evil deeds and your demonic possession, how could you not know..."

Li Bai's drunken eyes lit up.

"The emperor has lost his virtue; both heaven and man will condemn him!"

The entire world was instantly filled with the music of "The Little Knife Society".

Along with the music, twelve points of light flashed out beside Li Bai.

The sword energy, exceeding ten times the speed of sound and nearly tearing apart the surrounding air, causing a powerful airburst, reached Zhao Wenhe the instant it appeared.

Zhao Wenhe stood with his hands behind his back, neither retreating nor dodging. His solid, towering aura erupted from his body. Each of Li Bai's Taibai sword energies, capable of cleaving a mountain, collided with this incomparably powerful protective aura, producing a series of enormous explosions. The aftershocks tore apart the land within a three-kilometer radius and blew away palaces.

Wenquxing retreated accordingly, his expression extremely solemn as he did so.

Zhao Wenhe, who had blocked Li Bai's Taibai sword energy with just his own internal energy, glanced at Wen Quxing and let out a contemptuous laugh.

Zhao Wenhe's martial arts skills are inherited from Zhao Kuangyin's Taizu Changquan (Emperor Taizu's Long Fist). As an art form created by an emperor, Taizu Changquan is full of kingly spirit and its movements are magnificent.

In layman's terms, he's incredibly good at showing off.

As the last emperor, Zhao Wenhe was a man whose destiny was intertwined with the dynasty's fortune. His physical strength and comprehension were unparalleled. At the age of eighteen, he had mastered the Taizu Changquan (Emperor Taizu's Long Fist) to the highest level, which was Zhao Kuangyin's highest level. Afterward, he broke through the limits of Taizu Changquan, combined the strengths of various martial arts, and created the Huangji Jingshi Quan (Imperial Ultimate World-Shaking Fist).

Simply put, Huangji Jingshi Quan is more pretentious than Taizu Changquan.

How do you show off when boxing?

Protected by an incomparably powerful aura, Zhao Wenhe reached out, clenched his fist, and spoke to Li Bai.

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