At the beginning of the game, Qingyun Sovereign, summon the ancestors of the Great Emperor Realm

These words that sounded like divine power echoed in the ears of every cultivator, shaking their hearts and minds!

At this moment, no matter you are the supreme patriarch of the ancient clan, an ancient creature with eternal power, or the lord of the mysterious and terrifying forbidden land, all who hear it will kneel down and bow their heads to listen devoutly to the emperor's words.

This is the Chaos Immortal Emperor!

This is the existence that stands at the pinnacle of cultivation!

Its power can cause the interface to collapse, its meaning is a golden maxim, its order is regarded as the will of heaven, and its ability is omnipotent!

"Colorful! This is so shocking! We will obey the orders of the Emperor."

"I didn't expect that the Emperor is actually the leader of the mysterious Qingyun Immortal Sect! It's unexpected but also expected. When Qingyun dared to challenge the ancient Murong clan of Tianwaitian with only the power of one sect, I had some guesses."

"That's good. Another supreme being has appeared in our Upper Three Realms! Let's see if he dares to be an enemy of our entire Upper Three Realms!"

The scenes now formed a very shocking picture: the figure in the light was unreachable and invisible, the imperial power filled the sky, and countless immortals bowed down in worship.

On the contrary, all the Qingyun disciples and elders who were in various places in the upper three regions at this time were cheering and shouting loudly that the sect master was invincible!

They stared with eyes full of admiration at the figure that was unrivaled in the world. That was their sect master, the leader of their Qingyun Immortal Sect!

"Is this the Immortal Emperor Hunyuan who can create the world, control yin and yang, is not afraid of cause and effect, and completely escapes the constraints of time and space? Not bad."

In the light, Feng Qingyang stepped down step by step, and the only remaining darkness was completely annihilated by these steps.

At this moment, he only felt that everything in the world was under his control. If he wanted you to live, you would live; if he wanted you to die, you would die.

To make you a Venerable, I only need to reward you with a little bit of the Dao rhyme of the Immortal Emperor, and you will be the next outstanding person in the world of great contention, the darling of heaven and earth!

Including time and space, as long as he wants to control it, it is all in one thought.

And the countless monks below who were chanting his name had already been tainted by a tiny bit of his karma.

Your own thoughts can determine your destiny, no matter where you are in time and space.

"Those who praise my true name will see eternal life in the cycle of reincarnation."

Feng Qingyang suddenly remembered these domineering words. Now it seems that they are not just empty words.

At this moment, hundreds of powerful figures rose up from all over the upper three realms and headed towards the top of the sky towards the light.

Some of these people are ancient beings whose lifespan is coming to an end, some are new giants of the immortal world whose reputation is just beginning to rise, and they have all kinds of identities.

In Xianhong Dao Domain, outside a small wooden house in a snowy mountain, a thin and frail boy in linen clothes blinked his eyes and curiously asked the old man behind him: "Grandpa Mu, look at the sky over there, there are so many immortals there!"

"I want to be like them when I grow up. They are so awesome."

The old man smiled and touched the boy's head when he heard this: "Zhuo'er, don't learn from them. They all went to compete for the Hundred Honors to welcome the emperor. They all tried to please the new emperor and were so flattering. We don't agree with them."

“But we can’t just label everyone different because of their different daos. In the past, there were indeed beneficiaries among the Hundred Venerables Welcoming the Emperor. Even if they didn’t receive the Emperor’s appreciation, they could still benefit immensely by just being tainted with a little bit of the Emperor’s dao rhyme.”

"Zhuo Er, do you still remember the figure that your grandfather protected you and you only saw for a moment?"

The little boy nodded: "I remember, Grandpa Mu."

"If you want to learn, you should learn from that person. Flattering and servile is definitely not the path to becoming strong. Only by practicing hard can you achieve the pinnacle of the Tao."

"I understand, Grandpa Mu. Hmm... let me think about it. Our mountain is blocked by heavy snow all year round. I want to practice hard and get out of the snowy mountain. My name in the future will be Snow Queen, hehe."

Here, Feng Qingyang, who was about to step down from the sky, stopped. Huh? Hundreds of statues welcoming the emperor? What a joke.

At this time, hundreds of powerful men had already approached the Guangji Realm. They did not dare to move forward even half a step, but stood here, grovelling and shouting loudly: "We respectfully welcome the Emperor, congratulations to the Emperor for becoming the Immortal Emperor!"

However, the only response they received was a single word: "Get lost."

As soon as the words were spoken, there was no energy fluctuation at all and those hundreds of powerful men were directly annihilated and dissipated, without even a chance to leave any trace.

After I broke through to become the Immortal Emperor, I gave them the first chance to use my supernatural power of making my words come true. They should feel honored.

Feng Qingyang ignored this and continued walking down.

I don't accept just any lackey. In other words, not everyone is worthy of being my lackey.

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The Jiutian Dao Domain is bound to the end of the Dao.

Ye Jie, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back, staring blankly at the void that had long since calmed down, but his mood could not calm down for a long time.

What shocked him was not the strange phenomena at the two poles of heaven and earth. After all, he had experienced them when he broke through to become the Immortal Emperor.

He was once again shocked by the sect leader's mysteriousness.

"Master, who are you? I really can't see through you any more."

[There is nothing in the world and the universe that is unknown, nothing that is unknown, and no one that is unknown] - these are the original words of the sect master.

There is also what the sect leader described: five dragons pulling a coffin above the realm of Immortal Emperor on the Ancient Starry Road, and an ancient god who split the Hongmeng Universe with one axe.

Whenever he thought about it, even though he was a pinnacle Immortal Emperor in his previous life, he was still deeply shocked.

The Daolong, who was above the Five Immortal Emperors, personally pulled the coffin. What kind of heaven-defying existence must be in that coffin? Not to mention witnessing it, one could not even imagine its supreme power.

"What are you thinking about?"

When Ye Jie was still thinking, a cold voice came from behind him. He was shocked and turned around stiffly.

The person who came was extremely cold and beautiful, with eyebrows like distant ink and eyes like stars.

She just stood there quietly, with a mysterious halo around her, and the countless fairy flowers blooming gorgeously on Yuandaoya seemed to pale in comparison.

It was Liu Qingcheng, the master of Piaomiao Immortal Palace. Her expression at this moment was completely different from the last time she came to Yuandaoya.

She was lonely and desolate before, but now when Liu Qingcheng saw the extremely familiar figure in front of her, the thousand-year-old ice in her eyes melted.

"Ah Jie, you're finally back!"

When the atmosphere was gradually becoming ambiguous, it was ruthlessly broken by an old voice: "Master! I miss you so much!"

The voice came from the old man behind Liu Qingcheng. The old man was white-haired and skinny, looking very pitiful. At this moment, he burst into tears without caring about his image, as if he was a child who was extremely bullied and wronged.

"Huh? You call me Master? You are...?" Ye Jie originally wanted to reminisce with Liu Qingcheng, but he really had no impression of this crying old man.

"Master...you! Wuuuu!"

Upon hearing this, the old man cried even harder, without caring about his image, with tears streaming down his face.

Seeing this, Liu Qingcheng couldn't help but smile and said, "Ah Jie, what's your memory? This is Xiaodouzi."

ps: There will be another chapter later, thank you all for your support.