The Great Ruler: My Mother is the Empress

Chapter 10 The Emperor is here, and he can't stop me

In the desolate mountains, the Holy Son of Yaoguang is enveloped in a halo, his energy and blood are as abundant as the sea, and he looks like a god.

Endless holy light seemed to have flooded the sky. The Holy Son Yaoguang was emitting golden light all over his body. He was like a furnace of heaven and earth, scorching all directions.

Even in the face of Mo Fan's god-like and devil-like power, Saint Yaoguang was still trying to remain calm.

"Son of Yaoguang, the two people before were following your orders."

Mo Fan stood in the void with his hands behind his back, as if he had been standing there since time immemorial. His eyes were as deep as the abyss as he stared at the Son of Yaoguang, who was surrounded by a halo.

"May I ask what you want, Senior? Our Yaoguang Holy Land will definitely grant your request."

The Holy Son Yaoguang lowered his posture and bowed to ask Mo Fan.

Mo Fan took a glance, then used his sleeves and a bright light flashed out, directly throwing it out dozens of miles away.

"Senior, do you have any misunderstanding about my Yaoguang Holy Land?"

Dozens of miles away, the Holy Son Yaoguang stopped and restored the holy light all over his body. His handsome face looked very calm, as if it was not him who was easily knocked away by Mo Fan earlier.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you because you practiced the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art (Immortal Heavenly Art), but because the two old guys who attacked me earlier were following your orders."

"You don't need to explain. I know that you attacked me not simply because of the Chaos Immortal Marrow and Dragon Patterned Black Gold, but because I also practiced the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art (Immortal Heavenly Art)!"

Mo Fan stared at the Holy Son of Yaoguang with a gaze as deep as the abyss, and said slowly:

"Use your magic skills to the fullest. Let me see if you have buried this supreme inheritance."

At this moment, Mo Fan's words were not loud, but they immediately made the faces of the bigwigs from the major forces present change drastically.

"Heaven-Devouring Magic? Could it be the terrifying magic from ancient times..."

"I was wondering why his blood and energy were so vigorous with his mortal body. It turns out that he practiced this terrifying Mo Gong..."

"Everyone from Yaoguang, is what that evildoer said true?"

All of a sudden, the big men from many major forces looked at the elders of Yaoguang with unfriendly expressions.

The reputation of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art is so terrifying and terrible.

There are even many sects that blame the Yaoguang Holy Land for the deaths of their talented disciples in recent years.

"It is absolutely impossible. The Holy Son of Yaoguang practices the Hunyuan Holy Light Technique of my Yaoguang Holy Land. How could he practice any magic? Everyone, don't believe that person's nonsense..."

Several elders of the Yaoguang Holy Land broke out in cold sweats and hurriedly explained that they had no idea whether the Holy Son of Yaoguang had practiced the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art or not. Now they could only try their best to get rid of suspicion.

What's more, their cultivation level is only at the level of Dragon Transformation. If the fact that they have acquired the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art is confirmed, it will be a question whether they can leave here today.

"I don't think so. A mortal body with such vigorous vitality is like the sea and tide.
It even surpasses the Divine King Body of my Ji family. Whether it is true or not, I am afraid we really need to do a thorough investigation!"

—A supreme elder of the Ji family had long been wary of the terrifying talent of the Holy Son Yaoguang.

This was a rare opportunity, so he didn't care whether Saint Yaoguang had really practiced the Demonic Art or not, and just tried his best to throw dirty water on him.

"Yes, the Heaven Devouring Demon Art is too terrifying. It collects herbs in the human world and devours the essence of many king bodies to strengthen itself. We must not take it lightly!"

A supreme elder of the Jiang family also echoed at the right time.

The talent of Saint Yaoguang had long aroused the fear of all the major forces. How could they let go of this great opportunity?
Several elders of Yaoguang Holy Land became anxious, pointing at the vast blood and energy that almost penetrated the sky, and shouted:

"Everyone, according to what you said, didn't that person say that he also practiced the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art?"

Many people could not deny it. Although many of them had heard it and wanted to get rid of Mo Fan, he had grown up completely. Even those two great masters were not his opponents. Who would dare to offend him?
After all, these people don’t care about the so-called magic power or not. The most important thing is to eliminate the hidden dangers and enemies in the future.

Even though the ancient Ji family, Jiang family and other forces are shouting so loudly now, are they really clean in private?

"Boom."

Mo Fan was merciless and did not give the Holy Son of Yaoguang any chance to breathe. Endless divine power quickly poured into the halberd in his hand.

"Ancestor, save me!"

For the first time since the birth of the Holy Son Yaoguang, he was crying for help in front of so many people, like a person suffocating and drowning before death.

With a terrifying halberd strike, the Holy Son Yaoguang turned into a bloody mist and exploded.

At this time, a strange change came from the horizon——

"You damned little bastard, you actually dared to kill the successor I spent so much money to train, you are courting death!"

A cold and merciless voice came from the distant horizon, shaking the heaven and earth.

Countless monks with lower cultivation bases had their eardrums bleeding from the cold shout that contained endless murderous intent, and they held their heads on the ground and howled in pain.

"The Great King!"

The Peacock King, the Green Dragon King and others cried out in shock.

They have all seen the number one bandit in the Northern Territory, Old Immortal. That Old Immortal is a great king who has mastered the Way of Destruction. If it weren't for the fact that the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth suppressed him too harshly, Old Immortal would have broken through to become a saint long ago.

At the same time, this person's words almost confirmed that the Holy Son Yaoguang had another inheritance, which made everyone present feel a chill in their hearts.

"Call me a beast? Do you really think I'm afraid of you just because you've killed Dao?
Today, I, the old ancestor, will teach you, the unfilial grandson, a lesson on behalf of your ancestors!"

Mo Fan stared coldly at the distant horizon, standing proudly in the air with his hands behind his back. His fighting spirit surged to the sky, his blood surging like the sea, covering the sky, and he shouted coldly without fear.

"What? You dare to challenge the Great Master?"

Everyone was shocked. He was only in the middle stage of the second-level immortal realm, but he dared to challenge the great king. Was he not afraid of death or did he have something else to rely on?
You know, a great king is not the same as a king who has just achieved the Dao. There are at least several small realms in between. Even if this person has stepped into the Eight Forbidden Realms, it would be difficult for him to compete with the other party.

"Humph, youngster, when our ancestor dominated the world, your mother wasn't even born yet!"

"Since you killed the successor I spent so much effort to cultivate, I will extract your essence today and use it to cultivate the next successor!"

In the distance, demonic clouds were surging and pressing towards this side, rumbling, and the sky seemed to be trembling.

Many supreme elders and powerful saints hurriedly gathered up the disciples of their respective sects and quickly retreated to avoid being affected by the upcoming war.

“Hehehe, with your vigorous Qi and blood, and your decent practice of magic skills, even if your essence is devoured by an ordinary person, he will immediately become the top genius…”

A cold and grim voice with extreme anger rumbled over, shaking the void, and a dark cloud of demons rushed towards Mo Fan.

"You old beast, you will die today. Even the emperor can't stop you. I say that!"

Mo Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold.

"What?"

Mo Fan's words immediately shocked the people from the major holy lands, and they were all shocked by the young man in green who was carrying the Chaos Millstone on his back and holding a halberd in his hand.

(End of this chapter)