Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

"Something seems to have disappeared over there?!"

"Little brother, did you see that?"

Jiangdong region, Wu County, Wu Prefecture.

A ten-year-old boy, who was being carried to his mother's room by his younger brother's crying in the middle of the night, suddenly stopped in the courtyard.

He glanced in the direction of Kuaiji County with a puzzled look.

The ten-year-old boy wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he felt as if a voice was calling him over there.

however.

Before he could think it through, the cries of his younger brother in his arms drew his attention.

"Quan'er, be good, Quan'er, don't cry!"

"Brother will take you to Mother now, but when we get there, please don't cry anymore."

"Our father is away fighting in Xiliang, and our mother, whose health has always been poor, has had a hard time managing this family. We brothers can't let her worry any more."

As he spoke, the boy's face was full of helplessness, but his love for his younger brother was evident.

"Ce'er!"

Before they even reached their mother's room, a gentle voice rang out.

The ten-year-old boy looked up and saw a dignified and elegant woman smiling at him from a distance, her eyes full of love.

"Mother!"

Young Sun Ce lowered his head shyly and scratched his head with his hand.

To be honest, he took the initiative to take care of his younger brother tonight, but in the middle of the night, not only did he fail to take good care of his brother, he also disturbed his mother's rest.

"Go to sleep!"

"Ce'er, don't blame yourself. When you were little, you cried even louder than your little brother in the middle of the night!"

"Not only was it big, Ce'er, the water you peed almost washed your father, who was holding you while you slept, out of the house!"

The woman's teasing made the young Sun Ce look extremely embarrassed. After entrusting his younger brother Sun Quan to his mother's care, he fled as if he were escaping.

Back in his room, the young Sun Ce, who had been tormented by his younger brother Sun Quan, was no longer sleepy.

Unable to sleep, he turned his gaze to a wooden gun, slightly taller than himself, standing in the corner of the room.

The wooden spear was made for him by his father when he was conscripted by the court to quell a rebellion in Xiliang. Young Sun Ce clearly remembered what his father said to him before he left.

When he grows as tall as a wooden gun, his father will come back.

"Father!"

Young Sun Ce whispered something and stepped forward to pick up the wooden spear from the corner of the wall.

Not long after.

Under the moonlit night in front of the courtyard, a young man stood holding a gun, ready to fight.

The wooden spear moved with fierce power in the young man's hands, accompanied by his low shouts, perfectly complementing the autumn night.

In a place the young man wasn't paying attention to...

A long halberd, entirely black with a coiled dragon on its head, floated silently in the air, as if watching the young men practicing martial arts under the moonlight below.

However, after noticing that the young martial arts practitioner did not have double pupils in his eyes.

After a wisp of blood energy descended from the black halberd and entered the young man's body, the halberd trembled and headed straight for Kuaiji in the south of Wu County.

The changes in Wu Commandery went unnoticed.

But a thousand miles away, above the Xiongnu royal court in Bingzhou, in the chaotic world created by the destruction of Zhang Mu's Blood Sea Life Domain and Literary Dao Cave Heaven, the final moment had arrived.

at that time.

The saints have become pillars of heaven, and the remaining will of the overlord has faded away.

What Zhang Mu sees is what he intends to see.

Only the figure of "He," an old man who seemed to be a deity descending to earth, stood at the center of heaven and earth. As if sensing Zhang Mu's gaze, "He" slowly turned around and gently nodded.

Just when Zhang Mu thought He was going to say something to him...

His form suddenly dissipated, transforming into countless streams of light that vanished into the chaotic world.

As the last ray of light disappeared.

On the eastern horizon of the chaotic world, a brand new red sun slowly rises, illuminating the chaotic world.

Followed by.

The chaotic world underwent another earth-shattering change.

As the crimson sun sets, two mighty rivers, one to the north and one to the south, emerge from the depths of the earth, flowing ceaselessly.

The Three Mountains and Five Sacred Peaks rise majestically from the vast wilderness.

The four cardinal directions of heaven and earth are represented by the phantom images of the four divine beasts: Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise, which guard the four directions.

On the vast plains.

A group of ancient people clad in animal skins, holding aloft an ever-burning campfire, slowly made their way from afar.

The road ahead is fraught with thorns, and countless strange beasts lurk in the shadows.

Those strange beasts had bizarre appearances, vaguely resembling the ferocious beasts of antiquity recorded in the ancient book "Classic of Mountains and Seas," and roared as they pounced on the ancient people.

The number of early settlers continued to decrease, but the campfires in their hands never went out, and they resolutely marched toward the center of the chaotic world.

Simultaneously.

In this process.

Zhang Mu's consciousness also noticed that whenever these ancient ancestors born in the chaotic world faced a life-or-death crisis...

Among those celestial pillars transformed from saints, figures will emerge to resolve their crises.

They are not high above, using their divine authority to oppress all living beings.

They simply remain hidden in the shadows, seeking refuge.

Once the crisis subsided, the figures of sages would walk among the ancestors, imparting survival skills and farming methods.

For those early people...

The figures of sages, possessing all sorts of supernatural powers and great strength, are no different from gods.

Zhang Mu even noticed that some early people used the figures of those sages as totems and prayed to them.

however.

Without exception.

Whenever those totems were discovered by the figures of sages, they would deliberately erase them.

Whenever the red sun shines on the totem, the totem will dissolve on its own.

It was as if an unshakable law had been established in this newly born, chaotic world.

We must never allow gods to be above mortals.

Supernatural powers and abilities should rightfully protect all living beings; supernatural powers and magic should only be used for the benefit of the people.

"To have gods used by men? To disrespect spirits and deities?"

"That's just like His own spirit!"

"He never calls himself the Ancestral Dragon, so everyone under His rule is like a dragon. Perhaps one day..."

Zhang Mu's consciousness glanced at the chaotic world that already resembled the ancient Nine Provinces of Chinese legend, and said softly, "In my inner world..."

"It will also present scenes where human beings can rival gods."

Thinking this way.

Zhang Mu withdrew his consciousness from the evolving chaotic world and returned it to the outside world.

At the moment of returning to one's mind.

Zhang Mu felt an endless power filling his body.

It was as if he could shatter the void before him and destroy space with a single punch.

When he turned his gaze to his close friend Guo Jia...

So weak!!!

Zhang Mu had a premonition that he would be facing a close friend with such strength...

If he harbors murderous intent, he could kill more than ten people in an instant.