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

"Shen Ming! You destroyed my Heavenly God Academy! How dare you!"

The deity could not accept that he would be the last headmaster of the academy, and he shouted and screamed.

This point will be recorded in ancient books in the future, which is equivalent to putting him on the pillar of shame.

Shen Ming frowned. Even after living to become an ancient giant, he was still so naive.

Or is it that one can only accept destroying others, but cannot accept one's own fate?

Shen Ming was too lazy to distinguish, and threw another punch.

With a scream, the second Eternal Giant died under Shen Ming's fist.

The simultaneous fall of two ancient giants on the same day is a major event in the Middle Three Realms.

However, this is just the beginning!

"Run!"

The ancient giants who participated in the siege cursed the Upper Realm a hundred times in their hearts.

Such formidable combat strength was not mentioned at all.

They had actually considered Shen Ming's combat strength.

Before going to the moon, Shen Ming was the contemporary Sage King and had not yet begun cultivating the power of the Four Symbols.

Based on Shen Ming's past performance and the extent of the Upper Realm's apprehension, they deduced that he must have already ignited the divine fire and become a giant-level figure.

They prepared for the worst-case scenario: Shen Ming would break through the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation and enter the realm of the divine.

However, in the lower realms, they can only exert their combat power within the realm of humanity.

Dozens of ancient giants gathered here, setting up various barriers and killing formations. They were determined to defeat Shen Ming.

Who knew that Shen Mingming, who was clearly in the realm of humanity, was able to kill an ancient giant with a single punch.

This made them afraid to even think about fighting desperately.

All they could do was run, hoping to be one of those who slipped through the net.

A colossal being of immense power, fleeing for its life—a sight rarely seen even once in a millennium.

Realm God City, as the first stop of the Sixth Realm, is also very close to the Heavenly God Academy, and it is as lively as ever.

The Pantheon in the center of the city, in particular, attracts countless people.

Tens of thousands of rankings list the top powerhouses of several eras.

Most of the names are unfamiliar to people of this era.

However, the number one spot in the lower realm is renowned far and wide.

"Back then, well, it seems like it was this year, when the Holy Emperor had just arrived in the City of Gods and topped the list of all gods."

The distant divine court descends to the mortal realm to recruit holy emperors as heavenly soldiers and generals.

Guess what? The Holy Emperor flatly refused!

General Fei Peng was furious and fired three arrows in quick succession!

Guess what? It's inside the belly of the Holy Emperor Void Kun!

Just when everyone thought the Holy Emperor had perished, he reappeared unharmed and opened the Ancient Treasure Realm!

In a teahouse next to the Boundary God Monument, an old man vividly recounted this story.

The teahouse was packed with cultivators who had come from the lower realms after overcoming countless hardships.

They listened with rapt attention, their faces filled with longing.

Because this holy emperor comes from the lower realm, it makes people feel a sense of identification.

These newly arrived cultivators from the lower realms dreamed that one day they too could be like that.

"Old man, I've heard that the Holy Emperor has made countless enemies. Half of the hundred provinces in the Sixth Realm are his enemies."

The harsh sound rang out, and many people in the teahouse were dissatisfied.

But he didn't show it, thinking to himself that it was some clown trying to attract attention.

They were right; the person speaking wanted to be the center of attention.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he became even more aggressive.

"I think it's just a flash in the pan, dying young. There are countless people like that on our mainland."

This time, someone slammed their hand on the table and stood up. A pretty female cultivator said disapprovingly, "If you can't speak properly, then shut your mouth!"

The yellow-robed cultivator became even more enthusiastic, grinning as he said, "What? Are you and that Shen Ming lovers?"

The female cultivator was both ashamed and angry. She had only seen Shen Ming once from afar. If they were truly lovers, she would be overjoyed.

"Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, you can't beat him."

A monk standing nearby stood up to try and break up the fight.

It would have been better not to try to persuade them; the attempt only made things worse.

"We can't fight in the City of Realms; we have to fight outside." The old man who spoke was unsurprised.

At that moment, a deafening roar erupted outside.

The people in the teahouse knew something big was happening as soon as they heard this, and they all ran outside.

People outside were all looking up and craning their necks.

They looked up and immediately knew what was going on.

The four ancient giants raced across the sky like stars chasing the moon.

Their speed was so great that it created long ripples in the void.

"That's the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Origin Holy Land! And the leader of the Qiankun Divine Sect!"

"What are you doing?"

"Is it a race? This ancient giant from the upper realm really has the leisure and elegance, without any airs."

The cultivators from the lower realms were full of admiration, amazed to witness such a spectacular scene so soon after their arrival.

"Are all the giants of the Sixth Realm this interesting?"

Someone even asked the cultivators from the Sixth Realm nearby.

The cultivator from the Sixth Realm opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.

The ancient giants are rarely seen on ordinary days, so how could they possibly be racing here?

Soon, the people of the City of Gods realized that something was wrong.

The four ancient giants were behaving in an exaggerated way; some of them even burned their own divine fire.

It doesn't look like a race; it looks more like a desperate escape.

"Look! There's another person chasing us!"

Finally, a figure rapidly approached from behind them.

It moved extremely fast, closing in on the giant of eternity as soon as it appeared.

"Your Majesty! Let's talk this out! Let's talk this out!"

Knowing he couldn't escape, the leader of the Qiankun Sect let out a heart-wrenching scream.

An ancient giant, wielding supreme power, was unwilling to perish.

"I have already given you a chance."

Shen Ming had come from another direction, and before that, he had taken care of several ancient giants.

To be fair, losing his natal sword did affect his combat strength.

If the Great Luo Sword were still there, there would be no need to chase after it.

Simply by standing still, the flying sword can take the heads of everyone.

"Jian Li".

Shen Ming not only missed the Great Luo Sword, but also missed his own sword spirit.

The sadness of parting made him irritable.

Without saying a word, he threw a punch.

The leader of the Qiankun Sect endured a punch heavier than that of the other giants, and vanished into nothingness amidst the thunder.

The other three ancient giants were both shocked and furious.

In despair, a fierce rage erupted within him, and he lunged at Shen Ming.

Unfortunately, the gap in strength was too great.

Shen Ming then unleashed three Heavenly Emperor Fists without even breaking a sweat.

Four ancient giants thus perished.

"..."

Within the City of Gods, all was utterly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

This isn't a race; it's a battle royale, and a one-sided massacre at that.

"He...he is the Holy Emperor Shen Ming?!"

The cultivator who had just come from the lower realm heard the shout from the Daoist Master of Qiankun.

Looking at Shen Ming's youthful face, everyone felt refreshed and happy.

"He is the Holy Emperor! He is Shen Ming!"

The woman who had previously supported Shen Ming blushed with excitement.

Immediately afterwards, she looked at the crowd with sharp eyes, trying to find the yellow-robed monk from before.

The yellow-robed monk was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

In the Sixth Realm, speaking disrespectfully to an ancient giant can lead to one's death.

As a result, he mocked and ridiculed an existence that could easily kill ancient giants!

It's over, it's over!