Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 167 165. Butterflies Flying and Phoenix Dancing
"As a citizen of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire, is this how you respect the emperor and the way of morality?" The King of Black Dragon Mountain was furious, but he could do nothing about it. After all, he was just a small realm master, that is, at the saint level, and the saint of the Xilin Army was already dead.

The biggest difference between the Realm Lord and the Lord is that he has a world projection and can project laws and power. Then there are the laws and life levels, which are things that are often discussed.

Due to the limited lifespan, the saints' ability in galactic routes is slightly inferior to that of the realm masters. They need a large amount of divine power to be isolated every time. If they trust the cosmic wormhole company, they can take methods such as the big worm bridge.

But the greatest advantage of a saint is his soul attainments and understanding of the laws of the world. The former can make up for the disadvantages of a small system, while the latter is in line with the universe, so that combat power can be better exerted.

Xu Zhenqing left the conversation space rather lazily, his back lonely and with a certain dignity. He did not answer, meaning that the time for conversation with the other party was up and saying anything more would be a waste of time.

Although Xu Zhenqing didn't care, Red Queen and Babata were not polite: "The master is in the solar system, that is, the Chiwu star system, coordinates XXX. If you don't accept it, challenge him alone. A puppet emperor, you are still breathing, right?"

"How dignified it is, what a dignified figure it is!"

Not to mention that the Black Dragon Mountain Emperor tortured and killed his servants in the palace to vent his anger, but he really didn't dare to provoke Xu Zhenqing. Of course, this refers to Xu Zhenqing's potential.

If there is no one-shot kill, then they have no choice but to leave their homeland, which means moving the entire tribe away.

Large fleets were launched, entering the dark universe and heading towards the Milky Way. Among them were world masters and even immortal gods.

The so-called immortal gods are those that are quickly reborn, which means they are also improved in terms of laws and life levels. Some powerful realm masters can also defeat immortal gods.

But it is easy to defeat an immortal, but it is extremely difficult to kill an immortal.

Soul destruction and energy annihilation are two common methods of killing immortal strongmen.

There is nothing much to say about blank immortals. Generally, immortals with some wealth have a soul secret treasure or secret technique that can prevent soul attacks and protect themselves.

There is also the existence of clones. In fact, it is still very difficult to go back and kill immortal gods.

After all, realm is just a realm, which can only measure combat power within a certain range. The height of the realm determines the upper and lower lines, and individuals can determine their position.

I left one of my self behind to challenge him in the universe, while I came to Mount Tai, only to find that the sky was too high to reach.

There is a reason why the ancients established Fengshan and offered sacrifices on Mount Tai. In the hope of getting closer to the gods, they set up the largest five-color altar on earth, which can connect to life planets at any distance. It can be said that as long as there are five-color altars and signposts in the universe, power can be projected.

The Earth was ranked eleventh under the starry sky back then, not because its strength was only eleventh, but because it was designated as one of the top ten and could not be changed.

Even a powerful star like Zangdi Star didn't make the list, so it's normal for Earth, a corpse-raising ground, to be ranked eleventh.

In other words, this list is very vague and can only represent some mainstream opinions. After all, the strong ones who devour the stars like to carry planets with them or put them into the inner universe, so it is normal that they are not well-known.

When Xu Zhenqing returned to Daqian, there was a grand celebration banquet. Some surrendered monks were enslaved and became servants and maids in the palace.

These elegantly dressed female monks tried their best to please him. As most monks were handsome and pretty, Xu Zhenqing only kept some with outstanding talents and looks, and sent the rest to his meritorious officials.

"Your Majesty, I congratulate you! May our emperor live forever, the Heavenly Court prosper forever, and the vast kingdom of Daqian never decline." Orlando, a soldier in front of the palace, prostrated himself on the ground and recited the congratulatory message with great respect. "All living things look to me for rest, and all things bloom towards the sun. The heavens are ninefold high, and you reign over half the world." Xu Zhenqing, on a whim, composed a doggerel. How could his followers not praise him?
After a hearty meal and a few drinks, Xu Zhenqing asked the queen to stay on the city wall and recite prayers on his behalf, bestowing the imperial dragon energy on the lower-level soldiers to help them improve themselves.

These are all minor details. Before the new generation grew up, the entire Daqian relied on Xu Zhenqing's personal military power and the suppression of the noble group behind the queen.

There are still true bishops, but forcing others to convert has aroused considerable public resentment, and they are almost half-separated from Europe, so they still have some control over military and political affairs.

"And the US troops stationed in Japan and South Korea have already become semi-warlords." Xu Zhenqing felt a headache holding a memorial. These were places that had no good excuses and were extremely prone to geopolitical turmoil. Abandoning them or not was a dilemma.

"Your Majesty, after unifying the faith and power of the Three Immortal Islands, most of the faith on the entire earth has been controlled by the True Bishop. I am afraid that Your Highness the Saint has been bewitched." Chu Qiling handed over a memorial with the other party's draft on it.

Xu Zhenqing took charge of these political affairs because he was afraid that the court would turn around and command the emperor. After all, Daqian was not him or him. It was a place composed of countless individuals and countless ideas. It was impossible for everyone to agree with him.

It took three or four minutes to process thousands of memorials. This was the result of Xu Zhenqing's procrastination. After all, monks have strong computing power. Even if a special cabinet is not established, it doesn't matter. It will only take a few more minutes.

"Don't worry about Trina Hilton. I have a very good relationship with her. Even if I have global telekinesis, it is just a little accumulation of cultivation." Xu Zhenqing looked at the Seraph who was helping him solve his problems. The other party had successfully advanced to the Saint level.

"Then Your Majesty, you declare war on the Black Dragon Mountain Empire." Chu Qiling hesitated to speak, her starry eyes reflecting her own emperor, and finally she bowed down to pay homage.

Xu Zhenqing put down the memorial, his eyes met Chu Qiling's, and asked with a touch of emotion, "Do you think I'm afraid of a small country in the universe?"

"Your Majesty is wise and powerful. The Black Dragon Mountain Empire is bringing about its own destruction. I, your humble servant, am willing to challenge you to a battle." Chu Qiling's eyes were moist, she lowered her head, and her voice was choked with sobs.

This made Xu Zhenqing stunned. He realized that his own strength was like an iceberg. Chu Qiling could only see a corner of it and mistakenly thought that he was risking his life.

Caressing Chu Qiling's delicate face, Xu Zhenqing embraced her and whispered softly, "Alright, even if all the ways collapse and the universe is destroyed, I, your Majesty, will still be alive and well."

Leaning on Xu Zhenqing's chest and curling up, Chu Qiling felt that it would be nice to stop at this moment. Although the king and the minister had only known each other for three years, their every movement, every stillness, every frown and every smile were full of tacit understanding and dependence.

Xu Zhenqing suddenly whispered in Chu Qiling's ear: "Undress yourself. I'm going to use you as my target today."

"Your Majesty, if this is a punishment, what is the crime?" Chu Qiling blushed. Although it was not the first time she saw her Majesty naked, the situation this time was completely different.

Xu Zhenqing activated the Qianqing Palace's formation, pressing his body against the delicate figure, his tone playful, "Are you charging me with crimes? I think of disturbing the emperor's mind, manipulating power, and forming a clique to attack dissidents. That's too many. If you want to accuse me, you'll always find a pretext."

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　　Regarding the realm comparison between Devouring the Stars and Covering the Sky, I have posted it in the works related to it, you can find it in the catalog. There is also a realm comparison table of the Covering the Sky trilogy, you can ask me for it, or go to the book friends circle and look for it in the discussion post. I have posted it.

　　It may be biased, everyone is welcome to speak freely, and I will consider whether to adopt it or not.

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