Chapter 205: Taking control of Zishan; God’s name: Lord of All Laws in the World; relying on the old

Chapter 205: Taking control of Zishan; God’s name: Lord of All Laws in the World; relying on the old

"Half a month later, on the eighth day of September, I will be welcoming you all in Wanchu City in the East Wasteland."

After taking a step forward, Mu Wushuang's figure disappeared from the spot.

Only thousands of miles of ruined mountains and rivers are left.

Ten minutes after Mu Wushuang left, a light rain suddenly began to fall from the sky across billions of miles in the Northern Territory.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
It begins from the sky and ends on the earth.

With each drop of dark rain that fell, the torn earth began to mend, the scorched and dead trees came back to life, and even the collapsed mountains stood again between heaven and earth.

All that was broken was restored.

In the northern region of Eastern Wasteland, Purple Mountain.

"The True Phoenix bloodline is indeed good, but it's a pity that the person is not very good."

At this moment, Mu Wushuang stood tall and looked into the depths of Zishan Mountain.

At the same time, deep in his brows, in a trance, it seemed as if a colorful real phoenix was taking off and soaring into the sky.

After pausing for a moment, he took another step, a step that could carry a million miles of mountains and rivers——

This place is close to the Taoist platform deep in the Purple Mountain, with flashing lights and fragrant aromas all around.

The ancient vines and chaotic trees disappeared, and the atmosphere gradually became peaceful. There were some orchid jelly grass along the way, and the ancient medicine was fragrant, as if I had arrived in a sacred land.

In front of us, a waterfall is falling, with spring water gurgling, spiritual energy lingering, and five-colored light flashing. This is a magical waterfall.

Then he headed towards the stone temple standing on top of a mountain.

The road ahead is ancient and full of vicissitudes. Walking into Purple Mountain again is completely different from the feeling when I first entered Purple Mountain when I was in the realm of Zhan Dao in the past.

At this moment, in Mu Wushuang's vision, the pieces of rubble that fell on the road seemed as big as the stars, and on them stood the fierce and imposing phantoms of gods and generals.

The bricks and tiles that make up the stone temple seem to be built up into small worlds.

As for the entire stone palace, it just stands there quietly, but it has the power to suppress eternity and solidify time.

Time seems to have stopped here and space has also solidified here.

“What a great place.”

The young man sighed, stepped onto the road, and climbed up step by step.

At this moment, the faces of the large number of people observing in the stone hall became solemn, staring at the slender figure that was approaching.

At this moment, it was already noon. The big sun in the sky was shining down, and bits of golden light were sprinkling on the stone temple, adding a sense of sacredness and solemnity.

A slender figure stood in front of the stone gate, facing the sun.

Mu Wushuang stretched out his palm and pressed it on the stone door, as if he was pressing on a small world.

Apply force and push.

Bang!
Where the palm touched the stone gate, a wave of air rolled out, like a pillar of heaven, rising into the sky.

All living beings within a million miles seemed to see a phoenix bird, howling towards the sky and flapping its wings towards the sky.

Crunch!

The stone door was slowly pushed open, revealing a path wide enough for one person to pass through.

Mu Wushuang did not stop, he took a step forward and walked into the stone hall.

Wow! Wow!
The sound of waves echoes in my ears.

He saw the boundless vast ocean and the ancient trees hanging from the sky. It seemed that there was a world here, boundless and endless. There were living beings everywhere in the sky and on the ground. The roars, chanting sounds, and sacrificial sounds blended together to form the sound of the world!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The sound of the young man's footsteps was particularly clear in this silent hall.

Suddenly, Mu Wushuang stopped and looked around expressionlessly.

"Is this the lineage of the Undead Royal Family? I thought I had come to the nest of mixed-haired crows."

"Not a trace of the grandeur and integrity of the First Emperor of the Ancient Times."

"Mu Wushuang, you are too presumptuous! How dare you criticize the gods of all races like this."

"How arrogant! His Majesty the Emperor is the supreme god of all races. How can he allow a young man like you to make such irresponsible remarks!" Several loud shouts shook the sky and made the stars tremble.

Several majestic figures stepped out from the sky and gathered around a young figure shrouded in divine light. They burst out with endless momentum, causing the essence of heaven and earth to set off a huge tide.

The young figure took a step forward and looked at Mu Wushuang with cold eyes.

"Mu Wushuang, what do you want to do by coming to my Tianhuang lineage?"

Mu Wushuang put his hands behind his back, his eyes were cold, he stepped lightly, endless fighting spirit burst out, blue flames began to burn, making the sky desolate and silent.

He raised his palm and stretched it forward, covering the sky in an instant. His five fingers, which looked like a large blue sun, clenched together, and it seemed as if he was holding the vast sky between his palms and fingers:

"Get down here and talk to me."

The ancestral kings on the thrones were shocked and looked at the unparalleled fist intent that was pouring down with a serious expression.

Those five fingers seemed like five pillars standing in the depths of the starry sky. The boundless fist intent made the void boil, and even this small world was shaking, carrying the intention to strike down all living things.

"No respect for the Emperor, no respect for the Emperor!"

"Mu Wushuang, how dare you attack the Son of God!"

"How dare you! How dare you!"

Several figures roared and howled. They never expected that the other party would dare to directly confront the Prince of Heaven, the descendant of the immortal Emperor of Heaven, the supreme god of all races, the Son of God.

No time to think, no time to be angry.

Several ancient kings attacked with all their might.

The black dragon rushed into the sky carrying billions of tons of sea water; the unobservable icicles, with the coldness that froze everything, rose from the ground; amid the prayers of all living beings, a huge fist imprint that held up life and death struck the pair of iron fists.

Several people reacted very quickly and made the best response in an instant.

But what can you do if you are not as strong as others?

With one punch, it shattered the icicles, evaporated the sea water, and finally broke the fist seal of life and death.

Five slender fingers clenched into fists, crossing billions of tons of dust, ice crystals, and blood, pressed on the shoulders of the three people, and then exerted force.

Click! Boom!

His leg bones were shattered and his body fell to his knees in a huge pit that was tens of thousands of miles long and wide.

what!what!what!
No matter how hard you struggle or roar, you cannot change the outcome or break free from the constraints.

The only thing in sight was a figure walking slowly forward.

“Mu Wushuang! Mu Wushuang!!” the prince of heaven roared, his eye sockets burst and tears of blood flowed.

He struggled frantically, ignoring the blood oozing from his legs and feet.

He is the supreme god of all races, the biological son of the Immortal Emperor, the first emperor of the ancient times. He inherits the blood of gods and is extremely talented. He is always respected by others, and even the great saints of the ancient clans have to treat him with courtesy.

But now he has been humiliated to this point, kneeling at the feet of a human youth. Such humiliation cannot be washed away even if all the water in the continent is poured out.

tower!
A figure stopped in front of him.

Under the incredulous gaze of the Emperor's son, he slowly raised his foot and stepped on his head.

boom!
He fell face first to the ground, his flesh crumbling and his bones breaking.

At this moment, both heaven and earth, the vast ancient palace fell silent.

All the ancient creatures stared blankly at the young man of the human race who was stepping on the blood of God. The curse that was on the tip of the emperor's tongue could not be uttered at this moment.

He should roar, he should curse, he should defend his identity as the Son of God, but under Mu Wushuang's cold gaze -

Shut up!
Because he understood from the other party's eyes that the other party really dared to kill him.

And also has the ability to kill him.

The several ancestral kings who were surrounded and filled with anger had come to their senses.

Looking at the Son of God who was stepped on by Mu Wushuang, with expectation in their eyes, as long as the Son of God spoke today, they would take action. Even if the opponent was strong, they would use their lives to defend the glory of the Emperor's lineage.

You must know that the Immortal Emperor is the first emperor of ancient times and the supreme god of all races. Even his bloodline descendants cannot be bullied.

But the prince shut up!

He was so scared that he shut up! !

He also sent a message to tell them not to act rashly.

They wanted to fight at all costs to defend the glory of the Emperor's lineage, but they were constrained by the orders of the Emperor's son and could only watch as Mu Wushuang, a human cultivator with the blood of God, stood proudly in this ancient palace.

Mu Wushuang felt the trembling body under his feet and turned his gaze towards the two bodies in front of him.

A middle-aged man wearing tattered silver armor and with blood all over his face.

A woman in bloodstained white clothes with long hair hanging down her back.

He is considered the most powerful among all the ancestral kings here, with a cultivation level almost as high as that of a Saint King at the third or fourth level.

"Okay, now we can talk."

Mu Wushuang chuckled and looked around the ancient palace.

Before the two could reply, a voice came from the throne nearby.

"Mu Wushuang, you are too presumptuous. How can you humiliate the bloodline of God like this? Your Highness is..."

boom!
The sky and the earth roared.

A flawless palm like white jade split the space, crossed the void, and struck the throne in a thousandth of a second.

boom! Stab!

The throne collapsed, blood splattered, and a figure stumbled backwards in the dust.

Mu Wushuang put his palm down and wiped the blood off the extremely gorgeous clothes of the Emperor's son.

For a moment, everyone was silent, and the huge stone hall was completely quiet.

It was not only because of Mu Wushuang’s strength and tyranny, but more because of the strict order from the Crown Prince - no one was allowed to act rashly.

"Okay, now it's time to get down to business—"

"I heard that you want to invite me to join you in creating the most glorious era of all races?"

Mu Wushuang stepped on the Heavenly Prince and glanced around indifferently:

"Now that I have come to accept the appointment and take over Zishan, who among you is in favor? Who is against?"

Mu Wushuang shouted, and the fairy platform between his eyebrows shone brightly. A picture of the fairy phoenix lit up, and the next moment a fairy phoenix seemed to come alive.

In an instant, a supreme majesty overwhelmed them, as if an emperor was reigning over the heavens, inspecting the sky.

At this moment, it seemed as if all the countless creatures in the heavens and myriad realms were kneeling on the ground, worshiping the man in green with great piety.

"This is……"

All the ancient creatures around opened their eyes wide. It was an extremely spectacular scene. All living beings worshipped and all races respected each other. Various divine sounds were heard, rumbling and shaking the earth.

Of course, what shocked them was not Mu Wushuang’s power at the moment, but the inheritance of the Dao patterns.

In those mysterious and ancient Taoist pattern inheritances, they saw a majestic figure, shrouded by traces of the Great Dao, and very blurry and unclear. He seemed to be sitting high in the ninth heaven, not touching the human world.

Wisps of five-colored fairy light emanated from his whole body, interweaving with the traces of the Great Dao, creating a scene of being worshipped by all living beings and respected by all races.

The ancient creatures around all felt a great majesty and terror, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground and bowed their heads.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"How could a human race possibly possess the Dao pattern inheritance of my Emperor's lineage? I don't believe it! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

The prince of heaven murmured, his whole body tensed, the wounds on his body burst open again, and colorful divine blood flowed down.

At this moment, he felt that his worldview collapsed. How could Mu Wushuang, a human being, possess the Dao pattern inheritance of the Emperor's lineage, and that kind of Dao pattern was even more powerful and ancient than his bloodline inheritance.

boom!
He kicked away the so-called Son of God at his feet, walked past the ancient creatures kneeling on the ground, and strode towards the highest point of the stone hall.

Mu Wushuang seemed to have transformed into a fairy phoenix, his entire body shrouded in extremely ancient and powerful Taoist patterns, clothed in the five virtues and favored by all Taoists. He sat upright on the throne, tapping the armrests with his fingertips, looking down at the ancient creatures below the steps.

Boom!
The crisp sound spread throughout the ancient temple. One by one, the creatures of the ancient clan came to their senses, looked up, and finally confirmed that they were not dreaming.

"It really is... an ancient divine aura that is more powerful than the Son of God!"

The cry of a phoenix shook the hearts of many ancient creatures, and the ancient and powerful Taoist patterns on Mu Wushuang's body became even more majestic.

Then their consciousness seemed to stagnate, and a figure shrouded in infinite divine light appeared in their sight.

Their vision was filled with the shadow of a supreme god who stepped on the laws of heaven and earth, carried a five-colored fairy phoenix on his back, and was clad in the five virtues, like the incarnation of all things.

As soon as that divine figure appeared, the grass, trees, stones, insects, fish, birds, animals, and all things in the world swayed slightly, making a whisper that echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

That divine figure was too majestic and too glorious. When they first laid eyes on that figure, they already knew its true name in their hearts—

"Praise be to the Supreme and Mysterious Heavenly Sovereign who has the power to control all laws in the world!"

"Praise, the Lord of All Laws!"

At this moment, even the so-called prince of heaven with divine blood was bowing his head, surrendering to the ancient and powerful inheritance of the Dao patterns.

After a long time, the Immortal Phoenix Dao Diagram between Mu Wushuang's eyebrows fell silent, but the ancient creatures in the surrounding world were still bowing their heads.

When Mu Wushuang's divine and demonic eyes opened and closed, he could see strands of pure white power of faith flowing out from the bodies of these ancient creatures and gathering around him.

Mu Wushuang was not surprised by this. These ancient creatures living in Zishan could actually be regarded as descendants of the Immortal Clan, and their loyalty to the Immortal Clan was engraved deep in their souls.

Mu Wushuang's Immortal Phoenix Daotu can be said to be another complete inheritance of the Immortal Emperor. In front of him, even the so-called sons of God have to step back a little.

It's just that he doesn't have that interest, otherwise he could pretend to be a prince left behind by the Immortal Emperor and make it almost 100% true.

As for the divine name of 'Changshi Wanfa Tianjun', it was a nickname given to him by Princess Shencan when he and Princess Shencan traveled around the starry sky and planted the seeds of the virtual god world.

Mu Wushuang thought it was pretty good, so he used it.

Anyway, when you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

As for the myriad laws in this "Lord of All Laws", judging from the various magic techniques and supernatural powers he now possesses, Mu Wushuang feels that he can still bear it.

However, if he was bolder, Mu Wushuang thought it would be okay to give himself the title of "the second incarnation of the Immortal Emperor".

After all, for so many years, he has spared no effort to refine the supreme origin of the Immortal Taoist. Coupled with his incredible combat power and cultivation speed, Mu Wushuang feels that it is difficult to distinguish anyone except the Immortal Emperor himself.

Unfortunately, Mu Wushuang had no interest in impersonating someone else.

Moreover, although the Immortal Emperor has transformed into a "meat ball", he is still alive and well. The risk is a bit high, which does not fit his personality of always seeking stability.

Therefore, he decided that it would be enough to just "eat up" the sacred treasure that the Immortal Emperor left for his eldest son.

Now, Mu Wushuang has already taken advantage of the Green Emperor and the Immortal Emperor, and no one knows when he will be able to get the soft rice from the ruthless man who is the richest woman in the world.

No, if he remembered correctly, there seemed to be a grave of a ruthless person under the Yaoguang Holy Land, and there was a Chaos Fairyland inside. If he brought his little girl with him, it would be easy to conquer it. (End of this chapter)