I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

That sword energy fell lightly, as if it were casually slashed, yet it shattered the starry sky millions of kilometers away like a mirror!

Space itself is as fragile as paper before this sword strike!

"Jian Jiu?"

"Is it really... Jian Jiu?"

The barbarian emperor's expression changed drastically. He seemed to recognize the origin of the sword, but he couldn't believe his own judgment!

He turned to look at the other emperors of various races, his eyes questioning. He saw that the faces of the other emperors were all so gloomy that they seemed to be dripping with water. Several emperors had already taken out communication talismans to send messages to their respective ancestors!
Goo!
The barbarian emperor's Adam's apple bobbed, and his fists clenched involuntarily.
Sword Nine!

The ultimate skill of the Eastern Immortal of Kunlun Realm!

As a powerful figure who had become an emperor three eras ago, he had naturally witnessed the splendor of "Sword Nine" and knew just how dazzling and powerful the "Heavenly Pride" who unleashed this sword was!

Invincible Emperor!

These four words say it all!
If she were to actually make a move, she alone with her sword would be enough to sweep away all twelve emperors present, unless the three progenitors of the Golden Crow Clan, the Witch Clan, and the Stone Clan returned to stop her!
only……

After a short while, the twelve emperors inside the ship did not see anyone appear.

The barbarian emperor swallowed hard. He carefully stepped out of the ship and looked around. He saw that the starry sky, which had been torn apart for millions of miles, was silently healing. The surrounding starry sky was quiet, and he could not see the figure of "Eastern Pole True Man".

"gone?"

"It seems that this Eastern Emperor... intends to protect that human descendant from the Kunlun Realm?"

The barbarian emperor patted his chest, secretly relieved.

Inside the ship.

Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, the other emperors also cautiously came out and looked around.

The Barbarian Emperor said, "Stop looking... she's already gone. Tsk tsk, as expected of the most powerful empress in all the heavens and myriad realms, even the Bone Clan's ancestor would have to admit defeat for the magnificence of that sword!"

The other emperors of various tribes had extremely strange expressions.

Tianbo Xun couldn't help but say, "Manzhu, aren't you afraid that the ancestor of the Bone Clan will hear you saying such things?"

"Did you hear it smashed?"

Manzhu shook his head and said, "Our barbarian people have always been so frank. It's a fact that the Bone Clan's ancestor was no match for the Eastern Great Emperor... What's there to be afraid of?"

He turned to look at the distant Starry Sky Altar and said, "Everyone, in my opinion, there is no need to build this Starry Sky Altar anymore... The Eastern Pole True Man has returned, and I'm afraid that the powerful figures of the Kunlun Realm have also returned. Attacking Kunlun at this time is no different from courting death."

"That's enough fighting! Let's all go home!"

The emperors fell silent for a moment.

The elderly elder of the Golden Crow clan spoke up: "We only see his sword, not him. Who dares to say for sure that the Eastern Emperor has truly returned?"

He looked around.

His cloudy eyes revealed a hint of unwillingness as he said in a deep voice, "The battle a thousand years ago has already destined us to be locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Kunlun Realm... If we retreat now, do you think the powerful figures who have returned from the Kunlun Realm will just let it go?"

"What can we do?"

Man Zhu said, "The situation in Kunlun Realm is unclear now. No one knows how many powerful figures have returned. Are we still going to attack as planned?"

"Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to fight!"

The elder of the Golden Crow Clan said in a deep voice, "Besides, those powerful figures from the Kunlun Realm may not necessarily return... If the powerful figures from the Kunlun Realm return, how could our clan's ancestors, the Stone Clan, the Witch Clan, and the Stone Clan not return?"

"Then how do you explain that previous sword strike?"

"Ah!"

The elder of the Golden Crow Clan, being ancient and knowledgeable about dealing with barbarians, sneered, "So the mighty Barbarian Emperor Manzhu was actually frightened by a mere junior's sword!"

Yes!

Junior!

For these powerful figures who had cultivated to the level of Great Emperor for three or four eras, if only age was considered, the Eastern Great Emperor could indeed be considered a "junior".

Hey!
Upon hearing this, Man Zhu's face turned purple with rage. He stiffened his neck and said, "My barbarian disciples fight against heaven and earth, and have never known the meaning of fear... It's just the Kunlun Realm, isn't it? Tell me, when are we going to fight?"

The elder of the Golden Crow Clan laughed and said, "The situation has changed, so we can't proceed according to the previous plan... We need to find out the situation in the Kunlun Realm before making any further plans."

He looked at the Great Emperor of the Witch Clan and said, "Wu Jiu, among everyone here, you are the most skilled in stealth. Would you be willing to go to Kunlun?"

Wu Jiu is the name of this great emperor of the Wu clan.

The Wu tribe originated from the "Wu Ancestor," who is said to have had 108 sons. Wu Jiu was the ninth son of the Wu Ancestor!
Wu Jiu was shrouded in a black robe, his aura obscure and unclear. Although he was clearly on the deck of the Imperial Weapon Warship, he gave people the feeling that he was not in this space.

"That's how it should be."

Wu Jiu's hoarse voice rang out, "Everyone, I'm going to Kunlun. I'll be right back!"

Wow!

His body exploded, turning into a cloud of black mist that dissipated.

The elder of the Golden Crow Clan said again, "Although the possibility of the Eastern Great Emperor returning is slim, that sword strike was undoubtedly [Sword Nine]... This matter needs to be confirmed as soon as possible. I will try to contact our clan's ancestor and ask him to make a decision."

at this time.

A tremor ran through space and time in the distance.

The Skeleton King tore through the starry sky, teleporting with the Lich King and the Infernal Emperor, and landed on the deck of the Imperial Warship.

The Lich King had half his body shattered, and the soul fire in his eye sockets flickered, his aura extremely unstable. Without saying a word, he went straight into the ship's interior to begin healing.

Compared to him, the Golden Crow Clan's Hellfire Emperor fared even worse.

His face was deathly pale, and his breath was extremely weak. He roared, "It's him...it's him...it's him, Jiang He! He must have been hiding his strength when he fought me before!"

puff!
Say it.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the mighty emperor's eyes rolled back as he fainted.

The emperors all paled. The elder of the Golden Crow Clan helped the Hellfire Emperor up, quickly took out a elixir and fed it to him. He then looked at the Skeleton King and asked, "Skeleton King, what exactly happened?"

The Skeleton King's eyes flickered with soul fire as he said in a deep voice, "Jiang He's physical body is extremely powerful, almost comparable to an Emperor Weapon... He took a punch from me, and when he fled, he injured Hellfire with a punch from a distance, severing Hellfire's source path and damaging Hellfire's essence."

For a Great Emperor Realm expert, the most important thing is "origin".

The original path was severed, which is equivalent to breaking the foundation. It would probably take a lot of rare and precious materials and thousands or tens of thousands of years of cultivation to make up for it.

The Golden Crow Clan is, after all, one of the most powerful overlord-level races in the myriad realms, so they have this much foundation.

However, the elder of the Golden Crow Clan's expression turned extremely unpleasant. His turbid eyes revealed a murderous intent, and his gaze was unpredictable, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking!
"He got away?"

Man Zhu cursed and said, "You three Great Emperors actually let that brat escape! A bunch of useless trash!"

The Skeleton King's eyes blazed with black and white soul fire as he coldly stared at Barbarian Candle and said, "Empty talk is something anyone can do... If your barbarian race has the ability, then go ahead and kill him!"

"and!"

Manzhu sneered, not responding to the question.

That junior from the Kunlun Realm beat the Lich King and Hellfire into such a sorry state; his strength is terrifying. At the very least... I can't defeat him!
Manzhu isn't stupid either.

He knew in his heart that the only way to take down that kid was for everyone to work together, or for the Ancestor to intervene!

Can……

Who knows if the Eastern Great Emperor has actually returned? If she is hiding in the shadows and ambushing the Ancestor... that would be terrible.
…………at the same time.

In a starry sky billions of kilometers away from the Starry Altar, a streak of blood-red light landed on a fragment of a meteorite.

moment.

The bloodstains dissipated.

The river revealed its form.

His aura was somewhat weak. The "aftereffects" of the seventh level of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique had made his body much thinner, his eye sockets were sunken, his shinbones were prominent, and he looked like a skinny bony figure.

"The seventh level of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique consumes too much energy!"

Jiang He took out a sacred mirror, examined himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder the Heavenly Demon Clan, who possesses such heaven-defying techniques, failed to unify the myriad realms... Such a huge consumption of energy, if it were anyone else, wouldn't they have died on the spot?"

The sword spirit emerged and flattered, "Of course... Master's physique is extraordinary, how can those trash of the Heavenly Demon Clan be compared to him?"

Jiang He took out several Holy Sources and swallowed them, then drank several mouthfuls of Holy Blood.

As the system notification sounded in his mind, his qi and blood, as well as his physical strength, increased, and his weak aura quickly recovered. His thin face and figure also returned to normal.

"It seems we need to prepare more Holy Source in the future, just in case."

"Otherwise, if I were to fight the Great Emperor and fail to defeat him in a short time, I would be the one in danger."

Great Emperor.

They ran too fast.

The key is its strong vitality; it can't be killed easily... If it can't be killed, it can't regenerate mana and can't sustain the burst of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique!
He let out a long breath.

Jiang He looked at the familiar system panel.

Name: Jiang He

[Age: 21 years old]

Occupation: Mentally ill patient

[Power: 286 Star Power]

"pity……"

"My cultivation period is too short, my accumulation is too shallow, and my realm is too low. In terms of cultivation alone, I am not even comparable to a three-star Great Sage."

"The Great Emperor Realm... and the Great Saint Realm are two completely different levels of life. The difference in combat power is too great. Even if I stack all my buffs to the maximum, it will be difficult to kill a Great Emperor!"

Dao Ling was unaware of Jiang He's thoughts.

He only saw Jiang He sighing and said immediately, "Why are you so discouraged, Master?"

"During this time, you traversed the three major territories of the Blood Clan, Barbarian Clan, and Bone Clan, slaying countless Half-Saints and Great Saints of the Blood Clan, Barbarian Clan, and Bone Clan. Even the renowned [Calamity Legion] of the myriad realms was destroyed by your hand!"

"You have injured the barbarian emperor, Manqian!"

"Chasing down the Bone Clan Lich King across eight star systems...severing that little golden crow's origin path with a single punch!"

"Such achievements are enough to make you famous throughout the heavens!"

The spirit of the World-Slaying Blade was extremely excited. Its eyes shone for more than ten feet, and it laughed loudly: "And such a feat was accomplished by my master and me together... I'm afraid that even after countless years, when my master is dead, future generations will still mention my heroic name when they talk about this history."

"........."

Jiang He said with a dark face, "You're the one who's dead, your whole family is dead! And during the big battle before, you ran faster than a rabbit. What face do you have to say you fought alongside me?"

The sword spirit chuckled and said, "I'm just preserving my strength. Otherwise, how could I have joined you, Master, in hunting down the Lich King's eight star systems?"

Fearing a reprimand from Jiang He, the sword spirit quickly changed the subject, asking, "By the way, Master, what are your plans next?"

"Now the Blood Clan, Barbarian Clan, and Bone Clan have already caused great trouble, and next up are the Stone Clan, Witch Clan, Golden Crow Clan, Heavenly Demon Clan, Heavenly Demon Clan, Crystal Clan, and Insect Clan, seven major races in total."

"Among them, the Stone Clan, the Witch Clan, and the Golden Crow Clan are all founded by the Invincible Emperor. They have a large number of powerful individuals. We might as well consider the other four clans."

Jiang He pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "After this battle, all the races must be on guard. It will be much more difficult to achieve such great merit again... Moreover, with my current strength, I am not strong enough to kill an emperor quickly. I must improve myself again."

After fighting several tough battles, Jiang He finally figured it out.

To kill the emperor, one needs overwhelming power.

These emperors are incredibly fast runners.

Moreover, as time goes on, other emperors will come to the rescue.

and so……

Besides improving his own strength, Jiang He felt that he needed to learn the method of "spatial teleportation".

Previously, the Emperor of Mount Luofu said that when a body-refining martial artist's physical body becomes strong enough, they can tear through the void and teleport... Perhaps we can give it a try!
There is still one……

That's the physical body!
"My physical body has vaguely reached its limit and is a bit unable to keep up with the burst of power. If this intense battle continues for another half hour, I'm afraid my body will collapse."

Thoughts flickered in my mind.

Jiang He sensed the subtle connection between himself and the "Ghost Emperor of Mount Luofu" and said, "Let's return to Kunlun first... When my cultivation is fully developed, I will take action against the Heavenly Demon Clan!"

“I said before that I would destroy the Heavenly Demon Clan sooner or later.”

"I've heard that once you reach a certain level in martial arts cultivation, you start to understand cause and effect... Since I've said that, I have to live up to it."

He vaguely sensed that the Ghost Emperor of Luofu Mountain had left the Kunlun Realm and was heading towards the depths of the starry sky, probably to meet him.

However, no rivers were found.

In a starry sky millions of miles away, two figures were watching him.

One of the men, who looked like a middle-aged scholar, was none other than the Emperor of Fengdu.

The other person...

The figure in flowing white robes is none other than the Immortal of the East.

At this moment, the figure of the Eastern Pole Master became extremely illusory, and there was a faint tendency for it to dissipate.

The Emperor of Fengdu sighed, "Why bother?"

"You know perfectly well that this avatar cannot withstand the power of [Sword Nine], and that it will dissipate after you unleash that sword strike, so why did you insist on doing so?"

Master Dongji laughed and said, "Back then, I left a wisp of thought hidden in the White Horse Mysterious Light Heaven for two purposes... First, to pass on my mantle, and second... the arrangements I made some time ago."

"Now that both objectives have been achieved, this avatar should dissipate."

She looked in the direction of the river and said, "My sword strike can buy him at least a month. Fengdu... I would like to ask you for a favor."

The middle-aged scholar frowned and said, "Eastern Pole, I am now the enforcer of the Weak Water Law. I cannot easily interfere in the affairs of the myriad realms."

"I'm just asking you to help send the river back to Kunlun; I'm not asking you to interfere in the affairs of the heavens."

The illusory figure of the Eastern Immortal gradually dissipated, leaving only a voice echoing in the ears of the Fengdu Emperor—

"Fengdu, everyone is waiting for you at the end of the Weak Water!"

wipe!
The Emperor of Fengdu shook his head and scolded, "I haven't even agreed to send that brat back yet, and you're already in a hurry to disappear... Besides, how can you ask for help without even saying thank you?" (End of Chapter)