The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

"It's over...how to fight this? It's not on the same level at all. Even if you have an imperial weapon, you may not be able to suppress such a being!"

"At the peak of the Holy Realm, one can glimpse the existence of the Emperor Realm. It has already stood at the top of the world!"

Jiang Wuxin, who finally arrived here, was trembling all over.

This is not a level battle at all.

Just a burst of murderous aura can suppress all things.

How can a saint be hostile to this?

"No wonder the ancient city of Dilu can stand for eternity and never be destroyed... This is the foundation!"

"If a great sage suppresses it, who would dare to offend?"

Jiang Wuxin suddenly understood why the geniuses from all major star regions had to embark on the imperial path.

If we say that the major star regions are the cradle of life.

This ancient road in the starry sky that traverses all the heavens and realms is the cradle of the supreme existence.

There may not be many strong people in the major star fields.

But on this ancient road in the starry sky, strong men have emerged in large numbers and have never stopped.

This is the so-called Imperial Road.

According to legend, the powerful men of all ages have sought the path to immortality.

"In front of the Great Sage... everything is false!"

Jiang Wuxin sighed and looked at the girl standing in the void with some reluctance.

Although I still don’t know the girl’s name, I feel an unspeakable shock in my heart.

A saint actually dared to compete with a great saint.

This not only requires peerless courage, but also strong will and strength.

But at this moment, his ambition ignited by the girl's words was still being annihilated little by little.

Whose imperial path?

The imperial path of the strong!

The weak can only become the withered bones under the feet of the strong.

And that Great Sage is a peerless strong man in this star field. Without the strength to compete with him, what's the use of having ambition and blood?

"How long can you last?"

The Nine Nether Killing God is like the supreme gods and demons descending from heaven to the mortal world, with a sonorous voice, like the collision of supreme immortal soldiers, overwhelming all living beings.

This is an extremely terrifying power.

As soon as the words are spoken, heaven and earth unite, the universe resonates, and all things manifest.

This is the supreme sage.

If you take one step further, you can get your first glimpse of the emperor's realm, become a quasi-emperor, and aspire to conquer all the heavens and realms.

Once he becomes an emperor, he will be the supreme master who dominates all heavens and all realms.

All the heavens and all the ways will surrender under his feet, but the other way is like the emperor coming to the dust.

"How dare you resist! I don't know what to say!"

"Forget it... I'll let you understand the difference between you and me!"

"Death is sometimes a kind of relief, but you don't understand it!"

"From today on, you will no longer have freedom. You will be a slave. I will control both life and death."

"Tianjiao? A genius who has not grown up can still be considered a genius?"

"Roar!"

As the voice of Jiuyou Killing God fell, a tiger roar resounded throughout the star field.

The next moment, the white tiger that was standing behind the Jiuyou Killing God actually rose into the air and headed straight towards Li Qingyue to kill him.

This is a tangible thing that comes out of the supreme murderous intention.

It is a powerful divine form.

He is also one of the Four Spirits of Heaven and Earth. He is the originator of the way of killing. He can kill people's souls and souls. His murderous intention penetrates the will and spirit and controls everything of others.

Once you are hit by this white tiger, your soul will be controlled, and you will become a plaything in the hands of others no matter how magnificent and supreme you are.

"Buzz!"

The huge magic jar spread across the sky trembled. Li Qingyue's eyes were calm and cold, without any fear at all.

"Boom..."

As the magic jar trembled, all the endless avenue laws on the magic jar barrier turned into fairy light.

Like strands of silk thread spreading downwards.

Even Li Qingyue's figure became even more unreal at this moment.

It's like a phantom that will be shattered at any time.

Facing a perfect sage, she had already begun to use all her strength to run the Immortal Heavenly Art crazily, intending to show the true meaning of the Immortal Heavenly Art.

It is not the purpose to use attachment as a seed to take root in all heavens and myriad ways, and to take root in countless sentient beings.

Controlling all the ways, condensing all the divine power, and giving birth to the immortal embryo are the ultimate secrets of the immortal power.

At this moment, she actually wanted to forcefully gather the immortal fetuses.

"Roar!"

The white tiger roared, like a void of will, passing through Li Qingyue's figure.

"Oh!"

The next moment, Li Qingyue's figure instantly collapsed and turned into wisps of bright obsessions, flying into the sky.

This is the magical fetus of the flying immortal. At this moment, he is using it to escape, smashing his own body, and the magical fetus is flying to the immortal.

In an instant, it coincided with the fairy light and Taoism falling from the sky-swallowing magic jar.

"Boom..."

The next moment, an illusory figure emerged from the endless fairy light and the endless rules of the avenue.

The whole body is surrounded by endless mist of chaos.

"Rumble..."

At this moment, all the heavens and all the ways appeared on that illusory figure.

Chime with it, resonate with it.

It was as if all the power of the heavens and all the ways were absorbed and devoured at this moment, becoming the nourishment for this immortal fetus.

For a moment, everyone saw that Li Qingyue's figure condensed little by little from illusory to solid.

The white skirt covers her body as always, her long hair is flying, she is as cold as the moon and as ethereal as a fairy.

Like a real immortal, born from heaven and earth.

"Boom..."

A series of terrifying roars resounded throughout the star field.

It's like billions of thunders are crashing.

In the roaring sound, all the rules of the heavens and the world turned into wisps of divine light, which were swallowed by the magic jar, and then fell into Li Qingyue's immortal womb.

One thought swallows the sky, one thought transforms ten thousand ways... The ten imperial laws are combined and operate as one, just like real roots, taking root between heaven and earth.

All the divine power is absorbed.

The universe trembles, the galaxies are turbulent, the power of time and years permeates the sky, and all the heavens and ten thousand ways roar.

This is a power that is difficult to understand.

It was as if this star field had become a part of her, and all the power was drawn by her.

A frightening momentum instantly filled the sky.

"What? Great Sage?"

"Impossible? She is obviously just a saint, so why does she suddenly possess the visionary aura of a great saint!"

"Thousands of ways resonate, the universe resonates... This is the aura of the Great Sage!"

"It even sheds endless fairy light to nourish itself!"

"What's going on? Is there really a peerless magic in heaven and earth that can make someone become a great saint in one step?"

"..."

Everyone who saw such a scene was deeply shocked.

Even if the imperial law is perfect, it is impossible for people to step from a saint to the realm of a great saint in an instant.

A secret method that can transcend a large realm is already a peerless imperial method.

But now, the girl has stepped from the realm of a saint to a great saint, and has the power to compete with the Jiuyou Killing God.

This is incredible.

Even the Nine Nether God of Killing's pupils shrank at this moment.

Others don't understand, but a strong man who has set foot in the realm of the Great Sage, how can he not understand.

There is no shortcut to the realization of the personal path. You can only realize it bit by bit and polish it to perfection bit by bit.

Only the perfect Self-Dao, level with heaven and earth, can mobilize the power of all the ways, resonate with the entire universe, and erupt with the power of the great sage.

Can dominate a star field.

But the witch is clearly in the realm of a saint, and has just begun to achieve greatness. How can she make all the heavens and all the ways to sing in harmony with her?

This is simply not possible.