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

"The world has suffered under the influence of Zhen Ding Mountain for far too long!"

In a word,

The clamor suddenly arose from the five regions of the world and quickly spread to various places, stirring up the blood of countless people who were eager to try and overthrow the True Ding Mountain.

Ever since Mount Zhen Ding became the undisputed leader of the world,

Even if only an ordinary disciple from Zhen Ding Mountain were to emerge, the entire city would be on high alert, as if welcoming a high-ranking official from the imperial court.

If a powerful True Immortal from Zhen Ding Mountain were to emerge, even ordinary True Monarchs would not dare to provoke him and would avoid him for fear of offending Zhen Ding Mountain.

The ancient ancestor Tathagata of the Western Pole slaughtered for sixty days in the Southern Wilderness. Countless geniuses perished and countless True Monarchs shed their blood. The slaughter made the people of the world tremble with fear, and no region dared to disobey the True Ding Mountain.

under these circumstances,

Resources from the five regions were continuously supplied to Zhen Ding Mountain.

Countless powerful individuals experienced stagnation or even regression in their cultivation.

Mount Zhending has clearly incurred the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people.

Therefore,

When the Ancient Ancestor Qingcang Zhutian appeared, countless powerful figures went to worship him, begging him to take action, suppress Zhen Ding Mountain, save the Five Domains, and restore justice to the world.

But to the disappointment of the world,

The ancient ancestor Qingcang Zhutian did not show any malice towards Zhen Ding Mountain. On the contrary, he made some concessions and established a lineage in the Western Yi lands, named the Fatian Sect, where he founded the sect and recruited many disciples.

From then on, the Western barbarian lands no longer obeyed the decrees of Zhen Ding Mountain and all turned against the Fa Tian Sect.

The rule of the Fatian Sect over the Western barbarians was much more relaxed; they did not have to hand over most of their resources, and the taxes were not so heavy.

As a result, the Fatian Sect gained increasing popularity among the people and the favor of the powerful throughout the land.

Zhen Dingshan remained unmoved and watched coldly from the sidelines.

The 41st month of the second year of the Luan Gu calendar.

Winter has arrived, and heavy snow is falling.

Wang Sheng decided to keep his promise and take his mother back to Ershui City in Jiangling Prefecture.

The appearance of the ancient ancestor Qingcang Zhutian means that some ancient ancestors have designs on Zhen Ding Mountain.

Therefore, Wang Sheng did not make a big fuss about this trip. Instead, he traveled in a simple and low-key manner, personally driving a carriage with his mother to leave Zhen Ding Mountain and head to Jiang Ling Prefecture.

Mother Han had already cultivated to the level of Transformation Realm, and was in excellent health, so she was not afraid of the wind, snow and cold.

So Wang Sheng drove his carriage with his mother, and in just a few days, they left Shenyang Prefecture, crossed the Yellow River and the Long River, and arrived at Tianjing Prefecture.

Tianjing Prefecture

With the cessation of hostilities, the area has quickly returned to its prosperous state.

Tianjing City.

Previously, when Wang Sheng led his family to escape, they passed through this place in a hurry, but they didn't have time to stop, as they were only concerned with escaping for their lives.

Now, Wang Sheng is taking his mother on a wild tour of Tianjing, the former capital of the Great Jing Dynasty.

"Make way! Make way, the little tyrant is coming!"

On the bustling streets of Tianjing, shouts could be heard from afar.

Wang Sheng steered his horse aside to make way.

He had no intention of making a fuss about this trip; he wanted to keep a low profile to avoid trouble.

"I heard that Little Tyrant's father, who is also the city lord of our Tianjing City, is about to be promoted to True Lord! Heaven truly has no eyes!"

"Who can argue with that? If we let someone like that become a True Lord, will our Tianjing City even have a chance to survive?!"

"If some powerful being were to pass by someday, I hope they could take this father and son in as a disciple."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't say anything!"

Wang Sheng remained calm as he listened to the whispers and curses of the people around him.

"Xiao Sheng, I heard from the servants that you're very powerful now. Can you be more powerful than that True Lord? Tell me the truth, don't lie to me!"

Han leaned out of the carriage and asked with great curiosity.

She heard from the female master who taught her that the ancient ancestor Tathagata of the Western Extremes was incredibly powerful, invincible, and unparalleled in the world, and no one dared to provoke him.

But Han thought these were just polite words and compliments.

In addition, Wang Sheng deliberately kept his parents low-key, so not many people were able to get in touch with them.

Therefore, Han still believes that Wang Sheng is just doing well.

"Mother, don't worry. Your son is definitely no less capable than the True Lord!"

Wang Sheng nodded to Han Shi and smiled confidently.

"Hahaha……"

"This young man is really good at sweet-talking!"

"Don't expose them, after all, you're trying to make their family happy!"

Those around them heard it, but only made a few sarcastic remarks and laughed it off; no one took it seriously.

"See, everyone knows you're lying!"

Han felt somewhat helpless, thinking that Wang Sheng was just bragging and trying to save face in front of her.

At this time,

Little Tyrant arrived on horseback with a group of men.

They were moving very fast and showed no intention of slowing down.

Even if there are people in the way, they will only speed up and rush past.

"stop!"

suddenly,

Little Tyrant and his men had already rushed past, but he stopped and turned back to Wang Sheng's carriage.

"What a fine horse! What a fine horse! What a fine horse!"

Little Tyrant looked at the black horse pulling the cart, his eyes shining, and he praised it endlessly.

"Guards, take this horse away. I'm absolutely certain to win this race!"

Little Tyrant waved his hand and laughed heartily.

He didn't look at Wang Sheng even once from beginning to end.

"Owner?"

At this time,

The black horse pulling the cart spoke, glancing tentatively at Wang Sheng with eyes full of expectation and hope.

It possesses the bloodline of an ancient divine beast, so it's understandable that it pulls a chariot, since the one driving it is an ancient ancestor.

It cannot accept being driven by a mere ant.

Little Tyrant was taken aback.

He looked at the black horse, his face full of astonishment, somewhat unable to believe it.

"Haha, I must be drunk, the horse actually talked!"

Little Tyrant laughed heartily.

If mythical beasts were to speak, only beings comparable to True Monarchs could do so.

"Yes, yes, we must have drunk too much. How could a horse talk!"

The Little Tyrant's attendant also hurriedly said that he really thought it was an illusion.

The noise from the surrounding crowd had subsided considerably. They hadn't noticed yet.

Let's go!

Wang Sheng ignored the little tyrant and said calmly.

He didn't want to kill someone in front of his mother!

"Yes, Master!"

Black Horse nodded, somewhat disappointed.

then,

Wang Sheng drove his carriage away leisurely.

Xiao Bawang and his gang stood there, their faces deathly pale, not daring to breathe, their bodies drenched in cold sweat, and not daring to move an inch.

This time they listened very carefully.

The horse really spoke!

That dark horse actually spoke!

It was very quiet all around.

The little tyrant trembled with fear when he remembered his father saying that any beast that spoke was definitely at the True Monarch Realm.

If the dark horse is at the True Monarch Realm, then its master must be a Half-Ancestor!

Thinking of this, Little Tyrant felt as if the sky had fallen, and he was filled with utter despair.

He's gotten himself into big trouble; he might be beaten to death by his father and forced to apologize to others!

No matter how many civilians he killed before, his father didn't care.

But this time, he only offended a powerful figure who was suspected to be a half-ancestor in his words, and the consequences were enough for his father to be willing to pay any price to make amends.