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

And so, Shen Ming took Wanwan hostage and walked out of the Sea of ​​Reincarnation.

There were even more people watching outside, but Fairy Wanwan immediately drew their attention to her.

"Who's that person beside you? Isn't Wanwan supposed to be with Di Ling?"

"They seem to have a close relationship."

"The fairy has fallen in love with mortals! But the one in front is number one on the list of gods, I wonder what abilities this one has."

People admire strength and worship the strong, regardless of gender.

Last time, when Wanwan served Shen Ming a bath, she still retained her title of fairy.

Because Shen Ming accomplished an unprecedented feat, reaching the top of the list of all gods, he refused the invitation from the Divine Court.

Such a character won over the fairy, and everyone was convinced of his worth.

They wouldn't feel that being a fairy lowers one's status.

At this moment, the True Man of the Primordial Divine Sect, the Mysterious Child of the Taiyin Profound Sect, and the Elder Chixuan of the Primordial Ancient Sect stepped forward.

They were originally from the Holy Emperor Mountain faction.

"Wuji is the true Holy Emperor!"

The three powerful beings at the Saint Realm spoke in unison, with great certainty.

Only then did everyone realize the identity of the person beside Fairy Wanwan.

The Patching Heaven Sect previously stated that the Holy Emperor's successor was someone else, and it seems to be this person.

This made things seem much more reasonable to people.

"So it turns out that the fairy follows whoever is stronger."

"Nonsense, no one is always a standard requirement for the strong."

Many young people are envious and jealous, wishing they could immediately go back to seclusion and cultivate to catch up with his level.

Wanwan pretended not to hear any of this, maintaining her aloof and virtuous image.

"Wuji, announce this to the world," Fusheng Zhenren said to Shen Ming.

Shen Ming knew what those words meant. He soared into the air above the Treasure Realm, his entire being resembling a deity, radiating light and exuding power that dominated all directions.

Shen Ming spoke, his voice like rolling thunder, piercing the sky.

"I am Wuji! The new Holy Emperor!"

This sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth, like the sound of the laws of the universe, carrying an undeniable majesty.

The sound quickly spread to every corner of the treasure realm.

Upon hearing this voice, many people felt a flash of inspiration, immediately recalling what had happened in the Endless Divine Realm.

"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"

Then, Shen Ming spoke again, stating his position.

In such a vast treasure realm, he couldn't possibly control it all by himself, because it not only contains treasures, but also endless crises.

The Samsara Mist is an original arrangement of the Treasure Realm and will not harm him, but the immortal energy gives rise to self-awareness, which means it will not recognize its own family.

Similarly, there are the evil spirits and ferocious beasts in the Treasure Realm.

Countless people died before he entered the Treasure Realm.

Therefore, Shen Ming understood that he couldn't possibly be completely stingy.

However, those from Di Ling's faction shouldn't even think about taking anything out.

This is tantamount to declaring war on Holy Emperor Mountain!

Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!

These words were familiar to Shen Ming, but to everyone else, they were hearing them for the first time.

He was shaken to his core, feeling an overwhelming sense of dominance.

Shen Ming returned to the ground, but he had not forgotten the Primordial Immortal Scripture.

Ok?

Suddenly, a warm feeling welled up in Shen Ming's heart as he sensed Miao Zhen's location.

It was because I heard his voice that I told him to come over.

It seems they've encountered some urgent matter and need help.

Shen Ming directly shut down Wanwan's senses and consciousness, stuffed her into the Daluo Palace, and left.

……

Somewhere in Baojie, above an endless sea of ​​trees.

Little Sword Saint Gu Chuan flashed his sword, his longsword gleaming with brilliant light, and he himself was like a starlight piercing the sky.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, and his eyes revealed a hint of arrogance and disdain.

"Those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish? How domineering! Forcing people to choose sides, aren't you afraid of making enemies?"

Gu Chuan chuckled softly, his face full of indifference.

He was arrogant and proud, and he didn't even give Emperor Ling any face. He didn't need any protectors in the Treasure Realm.

However, Gu Chuan didn't have time to pay attention to this newly emerging Holy Emperor; he had more important things to do.

At the edge of the forest, a mountain range can be seen in the distance.

Gu Chuan flew past and saw a familiar figure sitting cross-legged on the outer edge of Yuanci Mountain.

Dressed in pristine white, her black hair flowing freely, she possessed a cool and aloof demeanor, surrounded by a faint glow of runes—it was Li Miaozhen.

Gu Chuan paused, landing not far away. His gaze swept over the mountain, his eyes filled with a serious expression.

"This is Yuanci Mountain?!" Gu Chuan sensed that this mountain was unusual.

Yuanci Mountain contains powerful Yuan magnetic energy.

The Yuanci Mountain range exuded a dangerous aura, and grayish-white Yuan magnetic power swirled like mist around the mountain peaks, making this place feel particularly oppressive.

This power will erode a cultivator's flesh and soul, trapping them. If they make any rash moves, they will explode and die.

If one lingers and does not leave, one will gradually become part of the original magnetic field, never to be freed.

Li Miaozhen ignored him and didn't even look at him.

"Your elders are trapped in the mountains!"

Gu Chuan scanned the Yuan Magnetic Mountain with his divine sense and discovered this.

"Miaozhen, I can draw my sword..."

"You're not worthy," Li Miaozhen said coldly.

"Unworthy of what?"

"You are not worthy to draw your sword, nor are you worthy to call me that."

"Then who is worthy? Shen Ming, who is ranked number one on the list of gods, has already entered the belly of the Void Kun."

Before this, Gu Chuan had publicly harassed Li Miaozhen, who then revealed Shen Ming's name, leaving him embarrassed.

Gu Chuan had no intention of giving up. He relentlessly pursued Li Miaozhen after entering the Treasure Realm, which led to the current situation.

Li Miaozhen didn't bother to answer. When she and the elders of the Butian Sect were exploring the mountain, they triggered a restriction, causing a burst of Yuan magnetic energy.

At the last moment, several elders escorted her out.

Li Miao was really worried about what to do, and when she heard Shen Ming's voice, she immediately asked for help.

The two cultivated the Azure Lotus Twin Life Technique and were of one mind with each other.

Instead of Shen Ming, this annoying guy showed up.

Suddenly, the red spider lily between Li Miaozhen's brows bloomed with a murderous light.

She didn't want such a guy to be present during her long-awaited reunion with Shen Ming.

"You have offended me time and again, and you are now courting death."

The red spider lilies suddenly bloomed, alluring and mysterious, staining her aura crimson.

At this moment, the surrounding world seemed to be filled with runes of life and death, and the power of laws distorted space, as if the god of death had descended.

"Very well, let's have a showdown." Gu Chuan laughed instead of getting angry, his sword energy surging wildly, like the Milky Way turning upside down, directly confronting the rune.

"The title of Little Sword Saint is not something you get easily."

With a leap, the sword light transformed into a shower of countless meteors.

Li Miaozhen's gaze was icy, and the runes in her hand suddenly changed, causing the spider lily to bloom with a bewitching light.

Instead of retreating, Gu Chuan advanced, his sword light like a galaxy hanging upside down, taking the initiative to meet the attack.

The two forces collided in mid-air, and the resulting shockwaves swept in all directions.

"Not bad, not bad. You're only in your early twenties, yet you've fought me to this extent. You're the perfect candidate for my Daoist partner. I'll take you down today!"

Gu Chuan completely disregarded his injuries, displaying the demeanor of a sword cultivator.

Suddenly, Li Miaozhen swiftly withdrew from the fight.

"Hmm? Let's do it again!"

Gu Chuan was in high spirits when he saw Li Miaozhen smile faintly.

That was a smile that outsiders had never seen before.

Everything paled in comparison, and Gu Chuan's expression changed.

He soon realized that the smile wasn't for him.

In the sky, someone ignored the restrictions and flew through the air, heading this way.

"So you're the Holy Emperor who spoke just now? Do you know who I am?" Gu Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression arrogant.

"You don't need to know, you're already dead."