Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

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An Wang's move caused Nuwa's snake tail to stick up.

"He He..."

Nuwa's eyes sparkled, and her tail went from being raised to curling up.

Beyond the rise and fall of the world, Nuwa also saw in Li Junsu's sentiments his desire to protect all living beings.

In Nuwa's eyes now, Jun Su is not only a good child, but also someone who can understand her Dao.

Zhulong looked at Nuwa, a subtle feeling flashing through his mind.

However, she quickly put this delicate feeling aside.

Nuwa was a typical elder, and her experience in love was comparable to that of the Jiuli tribe.

Although later generations paired her with Xi Huang, in reality, Nuwa and Xi Huang had no interaction whatsoever.

Their only commonality was their shared identity as tribal leaders.

Other than that, no more.

Nuwa was also a typical workaholic. Asking someone whose experience in love could rival that of the Jiuli tribe to think about matters of love was clearly asking too much of her.

Nothing to worry about.

Thinking of this, Zhulong continued to look at the battlefield.

......

On the other side, some people were watching the battlefield and clapping and laughing.

Liangyi Hall

"Look, look."

"It is Jun Su who understands me best."

The emperor leaned back in his chair, his mouth agape in a wide smile.

Even their self-reference has become more formal.

"This scene must be recorded in future history books."

The emperor looked at the projection and spoke in a deep voice.

The emperor was greatly pleased with Li Junsu's skillful handling of the transition from autumn to summer, and he had elevated Junsu from a favored minister to a confidant who could understand him.

Other court officials, seeing the emperor's vain demeanor, wanted to rebuke him, but in the end, they could only choose to remain silent.

Other things might be open to criticism, but in this matter, the emperor truly did a brilliant job.

The founding of the Great Qian Dynasty was different. Even though it was weak and poor, under the emperor's diligent leadership, with the assistance of honest and upright officials, and with the protection of military geniuses and fierce generals, it was able to establish a strong and prosperous nation.

Even though they were poor at the beginning, no one doubted the future of this new dynasty.

After the emperor had rested and recuperated for a few years, he directly brought out the Khan who had forced him to swear an oath by cutting a white horse and made him dance, which made people even more expectant about the future of this new dynasty.

It should be noted that some dynasties, throughout their entire existence, were unable to wash away this shame.

Right now, Khagan Jieli is still dancing for Li Yuan at the Hero's Tower.

Jieli Khan had already died of anger once, but the imperial elixirs were still potent enough to save him.

Afterwards, as Jieli Khan saw that his colleagues were increasing, he simply let things take their course.

He could also see other unfortunate foreigners dancing together, which gave him a subtle sense of balance.

It's certainly unpleasant when someone is down on their luck.

But if it's a group of people who are unlucky, the person involved will feel okay.

"Your Majesty, do you mean... our future history books should record Prince An's great battle against the gods?"

Fang Xuanlin stepped forward at this moment and spoke with a subtle expression.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the other courtiers also became subtle.

"Won't future generations think we're talking nonsense?"

Changsun Wuji also scratched his cheek.

What about the battle between Prince An and Yayu, the battle between General Tian Ce and Mao Du, and Bai Qi leading his troops into battle?

Future generations will probably think they're just talking nonsense, right?

But all of this is true.

"Whatever, just write it down."

The emperor waved his hand.

He recorded the North Gate Incident in the history books, so what else is there that he can't record?

He couldn't care less what future generations thought.

After speaking, the emperor looked directly at the battlefield.

......

Vast ocean, battlefield

As Prince An walked behind, the scenes of the imperial court unfolded.

From the ruin of unstable aristocratic families and the displacement of ordinary people, to the prosperity of a golden dynasty where people live in peace and contentment and merchants from all over the world gather.

From the rise of rebel kings and the chaos in the martial arts world, to the stabilization of the world and the tranquility of the martial arts world.

The artistic conception resonated completely with the world, and the current dynasty directly bestowed its power upon Prince An, this great contributor.

The earth's veins surged from the ground and flowed directly into Prince An's body.

What followed was the imposing presence of the Five Sacred Mountains.

Sensing that Prince An was currently engaged in battle, the Five Mountains directly amplified their power upon Prince An, their feeder.

The Heavenly Might and Earthly Pardon resonated with Heaven and Earth, instantly reaching their peak and becoming active.

Xuan Yuan absorbed the death energy gathered from all over the world and added it to Zhao Han's blade.

Prince An closed his eyes and grasped the hilt of Zhao Han's sword.

With a clang, Zhao Han was drawn from its sheath.

This time, the deathly energy liquefied and flowed out like ink.

The ink formed from deathly energy drifted in mid-air.

Even the terrifying source of death energy, now swirling around Prince An, brought a touch of ink-like beauty to him.

Prince An opened his eyes, and in them was the indifference that belonged to the Dao Lord.

The image of the celestial being's sword flying towards him was reflected in Prince An's eyes.

"Rise and fall".

Prince An swung his long sword, and most of the death energy in the world was now inside him. He seemed to sense how strong he would be when he became the Dao Lord.

The atmosphere behind him was completely absorbed by Zhao Han.

"Dingning".

Prince An turned around and slashed out with his sword.

The longsword clashed head-on with the Heavenly Sword.

The Heavenly Palace rose directly from the ground.

The oppressive aura of the Heavenly God Palace spread out without any hindrance this time, pressing down on Bai Xingling, the three sect leaders, and the Buddhist ancestral soldiers.

They felt a tremendous force crashing down upon them, and almost knelt down.

However, before Zhulong and Nuwa could make a move, Anwang's "Rise and Fall" strike shattered the oppressive aura.

There was no artistic conception behind Prince An.

There was only utter darkness.

This is an abyss of deathly energy.

Zhao Han's blade shattered the sword tip, blade, and hilt formed from the myriad spirits.

The deathly aura, however, did not diminish.

Zhao Han's longsword slashed into the void.

Everything quieted down, with only a gentle breeze.

The next instant, an abyss of deathly energy erupted directly from the vast depths, enveloping the Celestial Realm.

The deathly aura, representing annihilation, relentlessly washed over the Celestial Realm.

After a long while, there was a loud crack.

The deathly aura, carrying a vast expanse of water, surged directly towards the sky, followed by a torrential downpour of pitch-black rain.

The golden starlight, now unobstructed, fell directly upon Prince An, and the golden star mark on his brow began to shimmer once more.

"Owner..."

Tian Geng's voice echoed within Li Junsu's consciousness.

Within his divine sense, the evil dragon looked at Tian Geng with a somewhat admiring expression and rolled its eyes in annoyance.

With a master as powerful as him, isn't that expected?

The next instant, pain exploded from the top of the dragon's head.

"Ang~"

The evil dragon let out a miserable cry.

"You were so focused on your master that you forgot to beat you up, weren't you?"

Outside, Prince An was unaware of the commotion within his divine consciousness.

At this moment, the indifference in his eyes faded.

But that subtle feeling of mastering the Great Dao remained in his heart.

That was mostly death energy, combined with the resonance of heaven and earth, that could be felt... a feeling that could dominate everything.

"Impressive, kid."

Yayu looked at Prince An and praised him with a smile.

As Yayu finished speaking, the Celestial Realm had already reformed.

For a powerhouse like Yayu, a domain is nothing more than a creation made with a thought.

"You flatter me, senior. It was just a clever trick."

Li Junsu shook his head as he spoke.

He could sense that Yayu had only used 50% of her strength in that last sword strike.

This is a god, the true supreme being.