I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

This isn't just all bark and no bite; it's a complete dud.

"Sword Domain! The Four Symbols Law, you are clearly still... Yes, the Myriad Gods Ranking will complete your Four Symbols Law!"

"Why?! Heaven is unjust! You escaped from the belly of the Void Kun!"

Cang Yuan let out a long, sorrowful howl, filled with unspeakable regret.

Knowing this would be the outcome, I should have ignored the threat from Sword God Zhang Juezhi and risked my life to kill Shen Ming.

Shen Ming has gained power and will become a major threat to the Pan Yue Dynasty.

A hint of boredom flashed in Shen Ming's eyes; he didn't like killing people who had no fighting spirit.

As in the past, he would have handed it over to Black Dragon to handle.

Jian Li obviously wouldn't do such a thing, but fortunately, he doesn't need to do it here.

He immediately withdrew his sword domain, and the Samsara Mist surged forth, instantly enveloping Cang Yuan.

Cang Yuan originally had white hair, and instead of showing signs of aging, he exuded a noble air.

Now, his hair is thinning at a visible rate, and his body is becoming shriveled.

The last sound Cang Yuan uttered was weak and feeble.

In the blink of an eye, he became a corpse floating in the sea of ​​reincarnation.

The banana leaf fan approached again, and everyone looked at each other in surprise, not expecting that even a Saint Realm expert was no match for the Saint Emperor.

Upon ascending the steps, Shen Ming immediately went to greet the Princess.

Shen Ming was always generous to those who helped him.

"Wuji, we were unaware of the situation, which is why we made that choice."

"The Holy Temple is the same; it's worth writing about even at the risk of destruction."

"Let's go and proclaim this to the world now!"

The three powerful beings at the Saint Realm spoke one after another.

"It doesn't matter."

Shen Ming naturally wouldn't hold it against him; he only recognized these people on the gourd, otherwise he would have attacked directly.

At that time in the Endless Divine Realm, the Holy Temple was aggressive and wanted to deceive the world. All the forces present, except for those from the Pan Yue Dynasty, showed a desperate attitude.

“Wuji, Fairy Wanwan has entered the Immortal Palace first, trying to steal your opportunity,” the Princess said.

"Oh?"

Shen Ming was somewhat concerned; opportunities could indeed be snatched away.

He can steal from others, and others can steal from him.

"I'll go ahead first. You guys handle the rest. The banana leaf fan is absolutely safe."

Some people were worried about the banana leaf fan and wanted to follow along.

Unfortunately, the banana leaf fan wasn't a magic weapon for mobility, and its speed couldn't keep up.

"Are you stupid? Even the powerful Cang Yuan couldn't do anything to the Holy Emperor, let alone Fairy Wanwan."

Once everyone realized this, they understood that there was indeed no need for them to follow.

Fairy Wanwan can be said to be Shen Ming's possession.

Deep within the Sea of ​​Reincarnation, a thick fog hangs in the air, as if even time and space are sealed off.

Yet, amidst this endless mist, a mountain peak stands silently, seemingly transcending time and space, bearing the ancient aura of the beginning of time.

The mountain peaks are majestic and towering, but they are not ordinary mountains.

It appears to be formed from countless fragments of rules, its surface gleaming with a crystalline brilliance, and each rock radiating the fluctuations of profound truths.

Around the mountain, orderly chains intertwine, wandering in the void, seemingly real yet illusory.

The fire of law burned, its color and shape constantly changing, yet it always exuded a sacred and chilling aura that made people dare not profane it.

The Reincarnation Immortal Palace stands like the absolute center of heaven and earth atop a cloud-shrouded peak.

The celestial palace was forged from mysterious materials, and its surroundings were also entwined with chains of order and flames of law.

The temple gates stand tall, carved with patterns of the six realms of reincarnation, each cycle vividly depicted, bearing the destinies of countless beings.

With the help of the Double Pupil Stone, Wanwan found her way here, avoided all dangers, and successfully entered the Immortal Palace.

The main hall was vast and boundless, its floor paved with an unknown, mysterious material that emitted a faint silver light.

The celestial energy of reincarnation floats within.

This celestial aura, shaped like a galaxy, slowly rotated, emitting a soft glow, yet subtly exuding an awe-inspiring majesty.

The air mass seemed to contain endless mysteries, with vast stars reflected within it.

It is both real and illusory, with glimmering lights, dreamlike and enchanting, drawing people in without them having to immerse themselves in it.

The entire hall was enveloped in a mysterious rhythm, an indescribable celestial sound.

Wanwan was overjoyed; as a fairy, this was the most precious treasure she had ever dreamed of.

Ok?

Suddenly, Wanwan noticed something amiss; there was a strange power within the Reincarnation Immortal Qi.

"The immortal energy of reincarnation has already become sentient. If one were to refine it directly, at best one would lose one's soul and two spirits, and at worst one would be possessed!"

Wanwan was glad that she was familiar with the celestial energy, and her face was full of a confident smile.

This was no problem for her; the Immortal Palace had a special purification method.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the Double Pupil Stone: "The Holy Emperor's successor has arrived. You must hurry."

It's Di Ling!

Wanwan was startled; Di Ling actually knew about the situation here.

Come to think of it, this double pupil stone is equivalent to Di Ling's eyes.

"I have a plan."

Wanwan reacted quickly. The reason she became a fairy was because she was resourceful and could handle all kinds of unexpected situations.

The last time I served a bath doesn't count!

Wanwan can not only purify immortal energy, but also reverse the process and create a fake that is indistinguishable from the real thing.

For example, what appears to be purification is actually her consciousness secretly manipulating the immortal energy.

By then, she will still be able to indirectly control the Holy Emperor's successor!

"That person certainly won't believe me easily; I have to make it look real."

So, Wanwan half-heartedly purified the immortal energy, causing quite a stir.

So much so that Shen Ming, who had just arrived, noticed it at first glance.

"Oh?"

Shen Ming's first thought was that she was refining immortal energy, and he was about to make a move when Jian Li stopped him.

Fairy Wanwan is purifying the celestial energy!

“If immortal energy develops self-awareness, it will not recognize heaven or earth, and it will not care whether you are a Holy Emperor or not,” Jian Li affirmed.

"Ok?"

Shen Ming decided to wait, because he did not have the means to purify the immortal energy.

Why not let others do the work and reap the benefits yourself?

Inside the celestial palace, Wanwan noticed that Shen Ming hadn't entered, and knew that her plan had succeeded.

So she focused all her attention on purifying the immortal energy.

As time passed, the celestial aura gradually returned to the size of a washbasin, calm and peaceful.

A hint of smugness flashed in Wanwan's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, she was determined to absorb it.

She had to deceive herself to deceive others; she believed that the Holy Emperor would make a move.

As expected, upon seeing her like this, Shen Ming darted inside and placed his sword horizontally in front of her.

"This is an ancient treasure realm, not a place for you," Shen Ming said indifferently.

"And who are you?" Wanwan asked knowingly.

“You know what you're doing,” Shen Ming said.

Wanwan felt a moment of panic, thinking that Shen Ming had seen through her.

On second thought, it must refer to the sound of the Holy Emperor returning to his throne just now.

"Even if you are a Holy Emperor, you can't prevent anyone from touching a single blade of grass or tree in the Holy Realm. Besides, this is the immortal energy that I painstakingly purified."

"The method of purification is something no one outside our Immortal Palace knows. Isn't the Holy Emperor being too domineering?"

As she spoke, Wanwan perfectly revealed her aggrieved expression, truly looking pitiful and endearing.