Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

"Whether my True Ding Sect has many members or few is none of your concern, fellow Daoist!"

"What brings you all here today?"

With a solemn expression, Qingwei Suling Zhenjun asked in a deep voice.

The sound was like the booming of a great bell, echoing between heaven and earth, causing the clouds to suddenly collapse.

"We have come here for the sake of the True Lord Si Ming Yin Tian!"

"We have heard that Fellow Daoist Siming intends to break through to the Dharma Aspect Realm. We are delighted to hear this and have come to witness your progress!"

Surrounding the Zhen Ding Mountain, a handsome and refined True Lord spoke in a loud voice.

"To attend the ceremony?"

"I'm just afraid they don't have good intentions!"

Xuanfeng Changming Zhenjun sneered, showing no mercy even when facing fourteen Zhenjuns.

"snort!"

"The Sima royal family is now the ruler of our human race. Fellow Daoist Sima, on behalf of the Sima royal family, has come to inquire of the True Lord of Fate: where is she?"

A bald man in a kasaya, dressed as a true lord, asked in a cold voice with a sinister expression.

"I'm here!"

suddenly,

The elegant True Lord turned around, raised his hand and manifested a large, ethereal hand, which grabbed the bald True Lord in one swift motion.

Whoosh...

The other twelve True Lords were so frightened that their faces changed drastically, and they immediately retreated.

"That evil Buddhist temple dares to invade my Zhen Ding Mountain? They're courting death!"

The elegant True Lord revealed his true form, surrounded by white mist, revealing a woman in a white dress with unparalleled grace and beauty.

Her voice was slightly cold, carrying an air of nobility and authority that inspired awe.

"Please spare my life, True Lord!"

Bald True Lord's eyes were bloodshot as he struggled frantically and begged for mercy.

But the next moment,

boom!

The bald-headed True Lord was forcefully crushed by this Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate.

brush!

Gleaming with iridescent light, the blood, resembling divine blood, shot three thousand feet into the sky, staining it crimson.

The world suddenly fell silent.

Then dark clouds piled up, the sky darkened, and a torrential downpour began.

The rain was heavy and cold, and the wind howled mournfully, as if a vengeful ghost was wailing and crying in despair.

"An unusual phenomenon signifying the fall of a True Lord!"

The twelve True Lords who had retreated were all dumbfounded, staring at this scene in disbelief.

A dignified True Lord, who had cultivated for hundreds of years, was actually blown apart in a single blow!

At this moment, none of the twelve True Lords dared to utter a sound.

They felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at the female True Lord, who was enveloped in white mist, and felt a tingling sensation on their scalps.

At this time,

The five True Lords of Zhen Ding Mountain walked behind True Lord Si Ming Yin Tian.

Six True Lords confronted twelve True Lords.

The side with more people clearly has a significant advantage.

but now,

Instead, they dared not make a move.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"As expected of the daughter of the ancient Hidden Serpent, impressive skills!"

At this moment, a True Lord appeared, holding a broken sword and wearing an old imperial robe. His face was extremely old, but his eyes were sharp as knives, staring intently at the True Lord of Fate.

"Is your Sima royal family doomed today?!"

Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun glanced at the broken sword in Huang Pao Zhen Jun's hand, and then a golden short knife appeared in his hand.

"Under heaven, no Dharma-manifestation power surpassing a True Monarch shall be allowed to appear! This is not only the will of my Great Jing. The same applies to the Southern Marsh, the Western Barbarians, the Northern Barbarians, and the Eastern Sea!"

"Therefore, Fellow Daoist Siming, today you must either sever your own cultivation or die! The Hidden Serpent Clan will then be wiped off the face of the earth!"

"Imperial Robe True Lord said calmly."

"Fellow Daoist Siming, the immortal sword of the Great Jing royal family is here. Do you truly intend to defy the heavens?"

A Western barbarian lord shouted and asked.

The profound heritage of the Great Jing royal family, the Immortal Sword, makes it invincible in slaying True Monarchs.

Rumor has it that this immortal sword wasn't even the possession of a powerful being of the Dharma Aspect realm, but rather came from an even stronger being. Otherwise, how could a mere broken sword so easily slay a True Monarch?

"Jade may be broken, but its whiteness must not be taken away!"

The voice of the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate was cold and sharp.

However, the five True Lords behind her, two from the Southern Sect of True Ding and one from the Northern Sect, quietly retreated, distancing themselves from True Lord Si Ming Yin Tian.

The Great Jing royal family is serious; they've brought out all their royal resources and are risking the fate of the nation in this battle. Which ordinary emperor would dare to stand up to them?

Si Ming Yin Tian Zhenjun sensed the departure of the three Zhenjun behind him but paid no attention to it.

Whether these three guys are there or not, it's all the same.

The only thing that poses a threat to her now is indeed that broken sword.

The broken sword was left behind by an immortal and possesses immense power; it certainly has the potential to slay the Hidden Serpent!

"Since Fellow Daoist Siming and the two other Daoists insist, then please proceed!"

"Imperial Robe True Monarch said indifferently."

Boom boom boom...

The auras of more than a dozen True Monarchs erupted, and a terrifying pressure swept across the entire world.

The strange phenomena that occurred after the bald-headed True Lord's fall were all concealed by the vast aura.

The True Lord of Destiny, with a solemn expression, was about to risk his life in a desperate gamble.

suddenly,

A voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"A celestial tomb exists, located a hundred li north of Ershui City in Jiangling Prefecture. The mountain is hilly and shaped like a tortoise, barren of vegetation. Only a giant rock stands atop the mountain peak, serving as the entrance to the celestial tomb!"

Wang Sheng's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The moment when all the True Lords were about to start a fight, their breaths faltered.

Everyone looked at the speaker, a True Immortal with almost no innate talent.

"It's true!"

The True Lord, who was capable of discerning truth from falsehood, immediately verified Wang Sheng's words.

Tomb of the Immortal!

It turned out to be true!

The Great Jing royal family established their kingdom upon a broken sword left behind by an immortal.

If there really is something in the immortal's tomb, it is probably a treasure that can at least help one advance to the Dharma Aspect Realm!

There was a quiet silence all around.

The sounds of wind, rain, and all other noises vanished completely in the silence of the many True Lords.

Despite so many True Lords standing in the void, there was complete silence, which looked extremely strange.

The atmosphere among the many True Lords suddenly became subtle, tense, and even oppressive.

All the True Lords seemed to be silent, but the telepathic communication between them was so intense that it almost sparked intensely in the void.

The True Monarch in the broken sword frowned deeply. He cursed inwardly, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked at Wang Sheng, wishing he could stab him to death with his sword.

The imperial family of Dajing searched for the immortal's tomb for hundreds of years but could not find it.

Now this kid has made it public!

Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun was somewhat surprised and communicated with Wang Sheng telepathically to understand the specific situation.

Upon learning that the guardians of the Immortal's Tomb were all True Lords, True Lord Si Ming Yin Tian fell silent.

If we were to rush in recklessly, the whole place would be blown up!

Whoosh!

One of the True Lords couldn't wait any longer and fled madly towards Jiang Ling Mansion, leaving behind a long trail of light.

"broken!"

The Emperor in his robes felt a chill run down his spine.

It's over,

He knew that he would definitely fail to kill the True Lord Si Ming Yin Tian Jun today.

It's all that damn kid's fault!

Whoosh...

next moment,

All the True Lords acted in unison, rushing towards the Immortal's Tomb in Jiangling Mansion.

Even knowing that the Immortal's Tomb was dangerous, Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun still had to go.

If she doesn't go, what if someone else really gets a great opportunity, and a powerful being at the Dharma Aspect Realm appears in the world?

Then all the true lords in this world would have to be enslaved and enslaved.

For Wang Sheng's safety, Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun also took Wang Sheng along.

A moment later,

Nearly twenty True Lords tore through the air in unison, leaving behind trails of light of various colors and emitting a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and the earth. They passed through the Divine Sun Palace, crossed the Long River and the Yellow River, and entered the Heavenly Capital Palace.

Wherever the many True Lords passed, they inspired fear and worship among the common people. Countless martial arts masters trembled with fear, kneeling respectfully on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

When the barbarian True Lords of the capital saw this scene, and saw nearly twenty True Lords passing through, they thought they were there to cause trouble. They were so frightened that they turned and ran without saying a word, not even taking the barbarian royal family with them.