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

Peng!

Sima Yi's belly swelled rapidly like a balloon in front of a large crowd of True Lords and his juniors.

In the end, it grew to the height of the palace pillars.

"Get out of my way!"

Luo Tian Shenyang Zhenjun and the other royal Zhenjuns quickly ordered all the Zhenjuns to retreat.

Sima Yi was in so much pain that he was drenched in sweat and his face was contorted.

He was well aware of how ugly and shameful he looked.

He believed that after his birth, he would be able to turn the tide, reverse the course of history, and rule the world.

But he never expected that he would be so embarrassed and humiliated in front of the True Lord of the World.

"Wang Sheng! Western Tathagata! Si Ming Yin Tian! I will make you all die!"

Sima Yi roared with rage in his heart.

puff!

Sima Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.

Its abdomen had withstood the self-destruction of an unparalleled expert.

Any ordinary True Lord would be pulverized upon arrival.

Sima Yi, despite being a semi-ancestor, still suffered considerable injuries.

"Once I've consumed those precious pills, once I've recovered, once I've retrieved the Immortal Sword, I will rebuild the Great Jing Dynasty, I will unify the world, and achieve the Dharma Aspect!!!"

Sima Yi muttered to himself, his conviction growing ever stronger.

Inside the main hall, all the True Lords bowed their heads respectfully, not daring to look directly at each other or speak more.

Seeing this, Sima Yi's anger subsided slightly.

He turned to leave.

I plan to go back to recuperate.

At this time,

The earth and sky suddenly shook violently.

Two terrifying auras swept in from the south and north, their target being Linjing.

"Who?"

Sima Yi suddenly turned around, his eagle-like gaze and wolf-like demeanor clearly revealed at that moment.

His expression was fierce, and his eyes were filled with terrifying murderous intent.

"I, Siming Yintian, have come to pay my respects to the Great Ancestor of the Great Jing Dynasty!"

"I, Long Fist Master, Panlong, have come to pay my respects to the Great Ancestor of the Great Jing Dynasty!"

Two voices rang out simultaneously.

The True Lord's might poured down, enveloping the entire capital.

The sun lost its color. The sky grew dim.

The heavens and earth are bright, yet not illuminated.

The True Lord is in panic! Chaos has broken out in the capital!

These two auras of true monarch power are terrifying, far surpassing those of ordinary true monarchs.

"Almost a semi-ancestor!"

"Still two!"

Sima Yi sensed these two auras and his heart sank.

He felt as if he had been tricked.

From birth to now, it has only been a quarter of an hour.

However, he was directly injured and his vital energy was greatly depleted. Then, two experts who were close to half-ancestors came to surround and kill him.

"I woke up too late!"

Sima Yi harbored resentment in his heart.

If he had woken up a few days earlier, he wouldn't be in such a passive position.

Although he is a half-ancestor, his strength has decreased significantly after he swallowed a peerless expert who self-destructed.

It might be okay if it were to deal with a powerhouse who is close to a half-ancestor.

But it won't work against two.

"Fellow Daoist Si Ming Yin Tian, ​​you are of noble birth from the Hidden Serpent lineage, why do you interfere in the affairs of my Great Jing?"

"If I have offended you, my Great Jing will repay you tenfold!"

Sima Yi remained calm and spoke in a deep voice.

Back when he was vying for supremacy, he met Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun a few times.

But because Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun specializes in the path of seclusion, she doesn't want to fight, and no one can find her.

Therefore, Sima Yi did not have much interaction with the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate.

"One of my Daoist partners has died!"

"You want to pay me ten more?"

The voice of the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate drifted down from above, carrying an air of nobility and languor, ethereal and unpredictable, yet captivating.

Sima Yi remained silent for a moment.

then,

He glanced at the Long Fist Dragon True Lord with two heads.

This Long Fist Panlong True Monarch is not a true near-half-ancestor, but rather a near-half-ancestor level strength temporarily enhanced by fusing with a relative True Monarch of similar bloodline using the art of kingship.

"What do you want?"

Sima Yi asked.

"The Great Jing abdicated, handing the throne to the Song Dynasty!"

"The Long Fist Panlong True Lord spoke."

Sima Yi's eyes suddenly turned icy cold...

Shenyang Mansion.

The border region.

When the Ziwei Heavenly Dao True Lord, who was stationed at the border and leading a large army to block the Song Dynasty's attack, learned that the capital had been attacked by the Changquan Panlong True Lord, his expression changed drastically.

He immediately wanted to withdraw his troops to reinforce the area.

But at this time,

A series of chanting sounds came from afar.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

A golden road stretches from the distance, reaching straight to heaven and earth.

He was surrounded by various mythical beasts and strange phenomena, with a divine halo flowing behind him and golden light flowing over his true form.

It was none other than the True Lord Tathagata of the Western Pole who had arrived.

"you!"

When Ziwei Tiandao Zhenjun saw that Wang Sheng had actually come here, he finally understood.

This is a scheme orchestrated by Zhen Ding Mountain and the Song Dynasty against them.

They lured Emperor Taizu to reveal himself, causing him to be injured.

On the surface, Wang Sheng entered Linjing.

In reality, his true form is here at the border.

The Long Fist Panlong True Lord, the Heavenly Donkey and War Chariot True Lord, and the Life-Bearing Hidden Heaven True Lord went to Linjing.

"Fellow Daoist, you are injured. And so am I. Why don't we sit here and wait for the outcome in Linjing?"

Wang Sheng said with a smile.

The True Lord of the Purple Star Heavenly Dao remained silent, his eyes growing increasingly gloomy, and his aura fluctuating violently.

As a peerless expert at the ninth level of True Monarch, he must return to provide assistance as soon as possible to relieve the pressure on the Great Ancestor.

If Emperor Taizu were to fall and Linjing were to be lost, the Sima clan would be completely finished.

Just as the Purple Star Heavenly Dao True Lord was determined to increase his strength at all costs, defeat Wang Sheng, and then return to provide reinforcements,

"True Lord Tathagata of the Western Pole, I've come to your aid!"

A voice rang out, and the aura of an unparalleled expert surged in, causing the Purple Star Heavenly Dao True Monarch's heart to sink to the bottom, his face turning pale and his hands and feet turning icy cold.

If no outsiders intervene, he is somewhat confident that he can force Wang Sheng to not fight him to the death and return to his aid.

But if another peerless expert were to take advantage of the chaos, even Ziwei Heavenly Dao True Monarch would have trouble protecting himself, let alone returning to help.

Wang Sheng frowned as he looked over, but he did not recognize the peerless expert at the ninth level of True Monarch in front of him.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist! I am Yu Kong Wu Zhang, and I greet you!"

A middle-aged man with gray hair performed an ancient ritual for King Seung.

"What brings you here, fellow Daoist?"

Wang Sheng asked.

He had never seen this person before, but immediately offered to help.

How could a peerless expert, no less powerful than him, help for nothing?

"To be honest, fellow Daoist, I have been asked to come to you on someone's behalf because I have a favor to ask."

"The True Lord of Boundless Space said sincerely."

Wang Sheng nodded slightly, gesturing for him to continue.

but,

Ziwei Heavenly Dao True Lord did not have the time, just as he was about to make a move.

But then they heard True Monarch Yu Kong Wu Zhang say,

"If you agree, I can help you. If you refuse, I can only help the Great Jing."

Half of these words were meant for the True Lord Ziwei Heavenly Dao.

And he did indeed take it to heart, letting out a cold snort and ceasing his attack.

"Fellow Daoist Tathagata of the Western Pole. I have heard that you have a deep-seated grudge against a junior member of the Sima family."

"Fellow Daoist is a True Lord, why bother arguing with a junior?"

"If I can free that junior from the Sima clan, I will help you today to take down the Ziwei Heavenly Dao True Lord, the 200,000 elite troops of the Great Jing, and the border of Shenyang Prefecture."

"I wonder if you could reconcile with that young Sima and wipe away all past grudges?"

"Fellow Daoist Yu Kong Wu Zhang said solemnly."

"Who is that junior?"

Upon hearing this, the True Lord of the Purple Star Heavenly Dao couldn't help but ask.

He never expected that a junior member of the Sima family would be able to invite such a peerless expert as Yu Kong Wuzhang.

How is that possible?

"Sima Changfeng!"

"The True Lord of Boundless Space responded."

"What is your opinion, fellow Daoist?"

Yu Kong Wu Zhang Zhenjun looked at Wang Sheng with a smile on his face and asked expectantly.

Wang Sheng's expression was indifferent.

He glanced at True Monarch Yu Kong Wu Zhang, then looked away, his eyes as cold and deep as a still pool.

The voice was calm.

He said calmly,

"I see clearly, wiping the shrine clean of every speck of dirt. I depict the primordial creature, my brushstrokes devoid of the soul of a mayfly."

The eyes of the Purple Star Heavenly Dao True Lord and the Universe Without Barrier True Lord narrowed.

Wang Sheng was telling them.

I observe the smallest details, monitoring everything as if wiping a shrine clean, and I deal with even the smallest threat thoroughly.

I am planning grand undertakings and will not entrust the success or failure of things to insignificant people.