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

Among the many immortal sects, Penglai Immortal Island is relatively quiet.

As Daoist Yilang looked at Shen Ming, the image of the Ancient City of the Moon, where he had overpowered the peerless geniuses of the Upper Realm, flashed through his mind.

Unconsciously, a hint of resentment fell on the back of the Penglai Island Master's head.

"You want to be like the Antarctic Immortal, don't you?" the Lord of Penglai Island said irritably.

Master Yilang shook his head repeatedly, surprised that the island lord could observe this even with the back of his head facing him.

“Emperor-level beings are not uncultivable in Penglai.”

"That's what the Lord of Penglai Island said."

That's what they said, but you could tell they weren't really saying it.

"Strange, Fei Peng didn't shout for battle, but instead let him fight Shi Huo!" Daoist Master Yi Lang noticed this.

Given Fei Peng's personality, he would definitely jump out at this moment, scold the Demon Court for protecting those who were punished by the gods, and start a fight.

The silence now makes one wonder what they are wary of, and whether Shen Ming's identity in Baiyujing is not simple.

Could it be that Shen Ming is the disciple of the Heavenly Lord of Baiyujing?

At this moment, he would occasionally wave his hand to stop the uproar, and the extreme sects who had a grudge against Shen Ming all quieted down.

"How did you manage to make a group of yakuza so obedient?" Shen Ming was somewhat surprised.

Sometimes he didn't answer, but looked him over with great interest and said, "It's not difficult to provoke so many immortal sects, and it's not difficult to survive, but to do it in the lower realm and leave them helpless, you can be said to be the first person in history to do so."

"What are you?" Shen Ming asked.

Everyone was surprised; why would someone suddenly start swearing?

"Guess?" Shi Huo was not annoyed.

Shen Ming wasn't cursing, but he had just opened his Origin Heaven Divine Eye and saw a corner of the River of Time, so he blurted it out.

The other party is like the Book of Time, not a living being.

"A Time Immortal? Or an avatar?" Shen Ming asked.

"Only by surviving can we find out the answer," Shi said.

“Indeed, the dead won’t give me answers.” Shen Ming nodded seriously.

"I know why so many people hate you so much," Shi Huo chuckled.

Shen Ming glanced at the indignant faces, but remained unconvinced.

“Let’s begin,” Fei Peng said.

He would occasionally show displeasure at the urging of this first divine general of the Divine Court.

"One move determines victory or defeat."

Sometimes he would say, "This move is unstoppable by anyone in the extreme path. You know why extreme people are willing to join the Celestial Court."

"I hope it won't disappoint me," Shen Ming said.

Sometimes, without saying another word, they'll unleash their trump card!

"Time!"

The void trembled slightly, the light froze, and an indescribable Daoist aura spread out, like an ancient divine decree, stirring the pulse of heaven and earth.

The sun, moon, and stars seemed to stand still at this moment, and the past, present, and future intertwined.

In the end, everything transformed into an immortal divine light that struck Shen Ming.

Shen Ming's expression turned solemn. This was the supernatural power of exile, similar to the book he used during his cultivation, which caused him to involuntarily lose his sense of time.

The opponent's strength was in the realm of supernatural powers, so they couldn't speed up time; instead, they stripped Shen Ming of his time perception.

A second is like a thousand years, an endless cycle that can never end.

No wonder the Supreme Path is so subservient to the Celestial Court; no one can endure ten thousand years of solitude.

"Sword Sixteen! The World!"

However, Shen Ming is no longer the same as before; he is now far beyond the realm of the divine path.

When the sun and moon meet, creation and chaos merge.

All three thousand Great Daos converged into his divine weapon, acting upon the Li Ming Immortal Sword.

The light of the sword and the light of time blocked the light of time in the first instant.

"The Legend of Sword and Fairy!"

Many people from the immortal sects exclaimed in surprise. Many knew that Shen Ming had abandoned his natal sword, but none of them cared as much as the nine sects of the human race had done back then.

But when they saw him take out a real immortal sword again, everyone couldn't sit still.

"Wasn't he banished to the mortal realm? How come he's living such a good life!"

Someone voiced what everyone was thinking: what was the Divine Court doing, doing absolutely nothing?

Fei Peng remained silent. Even sending the leader of the Other Shore Sect back then couldn't stop Shen Ming's rise. This was destiny!

But soon, everyone's attention returned to the battle.

As the world confronted time, gradually, the sword light gained the upper hand, and time did not shake the world.

This sword strike was what Shen Ming comprehended as the Heavenly Lord of Baiyujing, a convergence of the three thousand Great Daos, a world unto itself.

Although the Great Dao of Time is powerful, Shen Ming is still superior in the present situation.

"I lost."

Sometimes it's said that it's just one move, because it's her strongest move.

Then, he would sometimes smile slyly and deliberately say, "Congratulations, Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court, Lord of the Jade Capital."

boom!

Those who had not yet processed the defeat of Jiutian were stunned by these words, as if struck by lightning.

"What did she just say?"

Luo Chen found it hard to accept. How could Shen Ming suddenly become the ruler of the Heavenly Court?!

Everyone knew about the Heavenly Lord's previous actions, but no one expected it to be Shen Ming.

"That's right! He is the ruler of the Heavenly Court! On the moon, he wreaks havoc with the power of darkness! He fled to the Jade Capital, joined forces with the Demon Court, and attempted to unleash a dark catastrophe to take revenge on all of us!"

Fei Peng stepped forward and acknowledged Shen Ming's identity.

Many people then realized that the Divine Court already knew Shen Ming's identity.

However, the reason they were so shocked was that Shen Ming was not as strong as they had imagined.

Shouldn't the ruler of the Heavenly Court be a power above the Demon Emperor?

Compared to this identity, defeating someone as the emperor would be somewhat beneath one's dignity.

If that's the case, Bai Yujing doesn't seem to pose a threat.

"This is a distortion of the truth! Back on the moon, it was Shen Ming who quelled the dark unrest, and the Heavenly Court cleansed up hundreds and thousands of forbidden zones in the mortal realm. We witnessed the confrontation between the World Tree and the dark forces firsthand on the moon."

Yunxi spoke, using the name of the Moon Goddess to testify for Shen Ming.

"Him? He wiped out hundreds of forbidden zones?"

However, Fei Peng's words aroused everyone's suspicion.

What can be achieved in the realm of Shinto?

"Fei Peng, I was almost killed by you the first time. Now that you have doubts, let me take revenge."

Faced with suspicion, Shen Ming did not explain, but instead brought up the past.

"Ok?"

Fei Peng was taken aback. A guy who had just been fighting in the realm of gods was now challenging him, the strongest in the realm of immortality?

Shen Ming, however, was serious. He raised an eyebrow and placed two fingers together in front of him.

"open!"

Instantly, the sun and moon rose behind him, followed by the other acupoints and cores.

The outline of the thirteen orifices resembled the World Tree, reflected behind Shen Ming.

Shen Ming's aura began to rise infinitely, breaking through the divine realm in an instant and successively crossing nine realms until reaching the peak realm.

Buzz!

The Immortal Sword of Liming emitted an excited long cry, and at this moment in Shen Ming's hands, the power of this immortal sword was fully unleashed.

The sword light and the immortal light merged together, like a divine garment draped over their bodies.

At that moment, the entire venue was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.