My wife is Invincible East

Minister Ernest let out a scream and took a few steps back.

"I advise you not to do anything rash... enjoy the remaining years of your life!"

Zhu Moye glanced at Minister Ernest playfully, saying, "Otherwise, you won't have the chance to enjoy it after you die... During this time, you should eat more and play more. No, sorry, with your body, you can't withstand the tossing and turning. You're already out of breath just by walking. Do you want me to sponsor you a crutch?!"

"you!"

Minister Ernest was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed a trembling finger at Zhu Moye, gasping for breath and gritting his teeth, saying, "You...you, I'm going to kill you!"

After saying this, Minister Ernest rushed over again as if he had gone mad. However, before he got close, Zhu Moye swung out a sharp sword energy, shooting it at Minister Ernest's forehead.

boom!

The sharp sword energy directly shattered Minister Ernest's imperial weapon Taotie and pierced Minister Ernest's forehead. A sword energy mixed with blood shot out from the back of his head.

thump!

Minister Ernest's pupils dilated, he leaned forward, fell into a pool of blood, and died completely.

Black blood continued to flow from his wounds, and the pungent smell filled the air, which was extremely unpleasant.

"I'll let you go, but if you don't cherish me, I can only send you on your way!"

Zhu Moye glanced coldly at the corpse of Minister Ernest and said playfully, "You can survive the misfortunes sent by heaven, but you cannot survive the misfortunes you bring upon yourself!"

Chapter 443 Little Emperor

far away.

The young emperor watched Minister Ernest being killed by Zhu Moye without any expression on his face. Instead, he walked out of the chariot. His aura suddenly changed. He was no longer cowardly, but instead had a sharp aura like a sword, exuding the aura of a superior emperor.

His sharp eyes fell on Zhu Moye. The little emperor walked towards him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he smiled faintly: "Human Emperor Zhu Moye!"

……

Tatata!

Zhu Moye heard the faint sound of footsteps, turned around, and looked at the little emperor from a distance, frowning. He obviously didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to leave the chariot and come to him.

A little weird!

The little emperor's aura was a bit strange, somewhat like that of an emperor.

"As expected of the Human Emperor Zhu Moye, your strength is truly formidable. Even Ernest, who possesses the imperial weapon Taotie, is no match for you. This truly surprises me. I am very interested in your strength."

The young emperor's eyes fell on Zhu Moye, his expression calm and without any ripples... If this expression appeared on a man, Zhu Moye would not find it strange. But the strange thing was that a boy of eleven or twelve had such a calm expression and was fearlessly approaching the body of Minister Ernest. This was really a bit strange.

Could it be that this little emperor has been playing the pig and eating the tiger from the beginning to the end?!

So Minister Ernest has always been the emperor's pawn? He's the real chess player?!

Thinking of this, Zhu Moye's gaze fell on the little emperor and narrowed his eyes, wanting to know whether his guess was right or wrong, so he just took action to test the other party's strength.

call out!

Zhu Moye swung out a sharp sword energy, which pierced through the air and shot towards the little emperor.

boom!

The sword energy pierced through the void and came in front of the little emperor. Just as it was about to pierce through the little emperor's head, at the critical moment, the little emperor raised the scepter in his hand and deflected the sword energy.

Boom!

The sharp sword energy shot to the side and landed on the body of Minister Ernest. The horrifying sword energy minced his body into minced meat, and black blood flowed all over the ground, which was extremely weird.

really!

The other party has hidden his strength. I'm afraid my guess is correct. The other party has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, always showing his weak side, but in fact his strength is unfathomable, at least stronger than Minister Ernest who devoured an army of 700,000 dangerous species.

I'm afraid Minister Ernest has been fooled and used by this former young emperor before him... But this guy must have some hidden agenda? Otherwise, with his strength, ten Ernests wouldn't necessarily be his match!

Zhu Moye could feel that the little emperor had a very strong aura, much stronger than Minister Ernest, and thus deduced that the other party's strength level was definitely stronger than Minister Ernest!

"What's your purpose in hiding your strength? Is the scepter in your hand also an imperial weapon?!"

Zhu Moye raised his head, his gaze fixed on the young emperor. Although the other party was stronger than Minister Ernest, compared to him, he was still a weak ant. Of course, if Zhu Moye had not yet broken through the indestructible body and reached the realm of the Emperor Dragon Body, the other party might still pose a slight threat to him. But in front of the powerful Emperor Dragon Body, the other party was just a relatively strong ant.

"Haha, it's convenient to talk to smart people." Facing Zhu Moye's question, the little emperor smiled and said lightly: "Zhu Moye, you guessed correctly. The Word Spirit in my hand is the true Supreme Emperor Artifact. As for the Taotie in Ernest's hand, it is only ranked second."

Having said that, the little emperor raised his head and looked at Zhu Moye. A strange light flashed in his eyes. He raised the most powerful imperial weapon, the Word Spirit Scepter, in his hand and grinned, "The Human Emperor will serve as my subordinate, replacing Ernest and working for me..." After a pause, the little emperor's face became a little ferocious, and he smiled sinisterly, "If the Human Emperor, who has gathered the faith of nine-tenths of the people in the world, suddenly turns into a great villain, the overwhelming anger and despair will surely be delicious. That lord will definitely like it. Kneel!"

Zhu Moye's face changed, and he felt a strange force on his body, as heavy as a thousand pounds, which made his legs bend and he had the urge to kneel down... Could this be the profound ability of the Supreme Emperor's Word Spirit?

However, Zhu Moye was only slightly affected by the Supreme Emperor's weapon. His body shook slightly, and he burst out with a terrifying imperial dragon aura, breaking free from his restraints in an instant.

"what?!"

The little emperor's laughter stopped abruptly, as if it was stuck in his throat. His pupils contracted, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. He said in astonishment, "How could you possibly break free from the power of my words?! Zhu Moxie, I told you to kneel down, kneel down immediately!"

"Kneel down?"

Zhu Moye glanced at the little emperor playfully, then with a flick of his body, instantly untied him and said playfully, "The most powerful imperial weapon, the Scepter of Words, controlling people's hearts?! If it were someone else, they might be manipulated by you and kneel down without even the ability to resist. But do you think it would work for me? Besides, I've always been the only one who controls others, and no one has ever dared to control me. You're the first!"

At this point, Zhu Moye sarcastically said, "Using the power of the imperial artifact to control people's hearts is all external force. For me, it is vulnerable. I will let you see what the power of the gods is, so that you can recognize your humble status... If you are an ant, just be an ant. Don't even think about challenging the gods!"

A terrifying imperial dragon aura erupted from Zhu Moye's body, and visible air waves swept towards the little emperor.

thump!

The little emperor's face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He knelt on the ground and cried out incoherently, "How is this possible? My body is out of control! How is this possible?"

“Just follow your words!”

Zhu Moye glanced at the little emperor playfully, saying, "Little emperor, let's play a game!"

"what game?"

Upon hearing this, the little emperor subconsciously replied, "What do you want to do to me?"

"Take off your pants!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Moye raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Let's try shooting a plane!"

"do not want!"

The little emperor refused hastily, but his hands subconsciously unbuttoned his trousers and pulled out his little finger-sized weapon, which he moved up and down. He was so angry that he almost fainted. He said in anger, "Why is my body out of control?"

Chapter 444 The Truth

The skill of "Words Come True" was given to Zhu Moye after he unified the world in the Ming Dynasty and became the eternal supreme being. It was the Gate of Fortune, which was also an exclusive imperial skill rewarded from the Plane Mall. Within the scope of this ability, everything Zhu Moye said would come true.

Controlling people's minds is also one of its abilities.

Zhu Moye glanced at the little emperor, and the corners of his mouth lifted up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"how so!"

The little emperor found that his body was out of control. He felt happy and angry at the same time. He was a little frustrated and shouted: "Zhu Moye, what kind of magic did you use? Why is my body out of control? Uh, no, stop, uh..."

A shot of milk bullet flew out.

Milk dripped onto the ground, and a fishy smell filled the air.

"So fast? Are you a quick shooter? It's been less than a minute. Let's fight again! By the way, I'll give you some more!" Zhu Moye's eyes fell on the weak face of the little emperor. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he snapped his fingers and said playfully: "The sea!"

In a blink of an eye!

The surrounding scene changed and became blurry, suddenly transforming into a vast blue sea with a few white seagulls flying in the sky. The warm sunlight shone on the two of them, making them feel particularly warm.

"How could this happen?! Aren't we on the battlefield? How did we suddenly appear in the ocean?! This must be a lie!"

The little emperor's eyes widened in disbelief. He exclaimed in astonishment, "This must be an illusion. The battlefield is thousands of kilometers away from the sea. How did we get here in the blink of an eye? This must be an illusion!"

But when a cool sea breeze blew under the crotch of the little emperor, he felt his balls were particularly cool... His face changed drastically and he was shocked. This was not an illusion!

"Hallucination? If you think it's an illusion, then it's an illusion!"

Zhu Moye glanced at the little emperor and said with a smile: "Bring some sharks!"

Suddenly, several sharks several meters long emerged from the sea. They opened their huge mouths, with countless sharp teeth standing upside down on them. They dived into the sea and swam around the little emperor. The huge fins on their backs were exposed above the water, just like a submarine.

"Come on, fight hard! Sharks will eat people if you give them less than an hour!"

Zhu Moye snapped his fingers and said calmly, "Island!"

boom!

A huge isolated island emerged from the sea, 90% of its area was covered with green vegetation. Zhu Moye flew to the island, sat on a beach chair, enjoying the warm sunshine and listening to the sound of the waves.

after an hour!

Zhu Moye woke up, stared at the little emperor on the sea, rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and said lightly: "It's almost time."

He flew through the air, stepped on the sea, and came in front of the little emperor. The other party was sweating profusely and his face was red. When he saw Zhu Moye appear, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he dared not say anything, for fear that the other party would do something to torture him again.

Of course, even if the little emperor remained silent, Zhu Moye planned to continue to torture him.

"Words are followed by laws, slaughterhouse!"

Zhu Moye snapped his fingers, and the environment of the surrounding sea changed again. He came to a slaughterhouse with a strong smell of blood. Slaughtered livestock were lying everywhere, cut into pieces.

"Zhu Moye, what are you going to do now?"

The little emperor's face changed drastically and he said in fear.

"Nothing, just cutting your penis."

……

Half an hour later, the little emperor lay on the ground, barely breathing, his crotch stained red with blood. Beside him was a sharp knife, its white blade stained with red blood.

This knife is the tool that Zhu Moye used to cleanse the little emperor just now.

The blade was so sharp that it could cut hair. With one cut, the little emperor's brother was immediately separated from his body.

"Tell me, who exactly is this 'master' you're talking about? What does that have to do with you hiding your strength?!"

Zhu Moye stopped torturing the little emperor and cast his gaze on his dying body. He said calmly, "Whether you want to tell me or not, it's up to you. I don't mind continuing this game. Do you want me to find you a donkey?!"

"I said!"

The little emperor's face paled, and he gave a bitter smile inwardly. "If you wanted to know this news, to know the man I was talking about, you could have just asked me earlier. Why torture me?! How dare I say 'no' to you?"

call out!

Zhu Moye suddenly felt a strange force watching him. When he tried to track it, it disappeared without a trace. He then unleashed his divine sense, searching the entire world, but it couldn't find it, as if the strange force had vanished.

However, Zhu Moye did not think about it any further. Instead, he looked at the little emperor and signaled him to speak directly if he had anything to say.

"In reality, Imperial Gear wasn't crafted by any peerless craftsman, nor was it made of any special metal or material. It was merely a prototype created by a few top-notch artisans. The reason they possess such immense power is because their core energy is imbued by a demon-lord of immense power. The demon-lord feeds on the negativity of the masses... The founding of the Empire was also made possible with the help of this demon-lord. The first emperor of the Empire signed a contract with the demon, who guaranteed the Empire's continued prosperity and bestowed upon it forty-eight 'Imperial Gears.'"

After a pause, the young emperor said weakly, "But without war, there are no negative emotions... Even if there were, they would be pitifully few, not enough for the Devil-sama to absorb. The Devil-sama was very angry about this and had many complaints. Therefore, successive emperors thought about it and came up with a solution: to cultivate an evil minister to make the people's lives miserable, thus generating endless evil thoughts for the Devil-sama to absorb."

That's it!

Upon hearing this, Zhu Moye suddenly understood and all the confusion in his heart was resolved. No wonder no one could overthrow the empire that had been corrupt for a thousand years. It turned out that there was an inexplicable demon guarding the empire for a thousand years. No wonder the empire had been standing for so many years and survived for thousands of years.

demon?

Could it be that the strange power that was spying on me just now was the devil spying on me?!

Chapter 445 Sir, have mercy on me

demon?

Who is he? !

A thousand years? Since he'd been protecting the empire for a thousand years, that meant his lifespan was much longer than that of an ordinary person. Rather than a demon, he was more of a monster, a monster with an immense lifespan and immortality!

Furthermore, from what the little emperor had said, that demon fed on negative emotions and endless evil thoughts. Did that sound familiar? Absorbing negative emotions and feeding on endless evil thoughts—wasn't that similar to how he absorbed the power of faith to enhance his own cultivation?

Could it be that the demon is cultivating by absorbing negative emotions and endless evil thoughts in order to increase his strength?

If it was as he had suspected, that mysterious demon was likely a formidable opponent. After all, absorbing evil thoughts to cultivate and enhance one's cultivation was already a path to immortality. Furthermore, the other party had been absorbing them for a full millennium, so who knew how strong he was.

The forty-eight imperial tools were also endowed with core energy by this demon, which gave them different effects and terrifying power... From this, it can be seen that the strength of the mysterious demon should not be underestimated.

Zhu Moye estimated that the other party's strength had at least broken through the Jindan stage and entered a higher realm. As for the exact level of combat power, he himself was not sure. After all, he had never seen the mysterious demon, let alone fought against it. Therefore, he had no idea of ​​the other party's realm, and he did not want to speculate about its depth.

However, since I destroyed the empire, the other party should have known about it, right? That mysterious power that peeped in just now must have come from that mysterious demon, right?

Thinking of this, Zhu Moye once again covered the entire world with his spiritual sense, trying to investigate the mysterious power just now, but found nothing. He was afraid that the other party had hidden his breath and power.