The Great Ruler: Reborn as Mu Chen, sweeping across the vast world!

Liuyu Main City, Liucheng.

The city lord's mansion is located in the center of Liucheng, covering an area of ​​100 acres, with continuous palaces and buildings.

With its black tiles and vermilion walls, flying eaves and bracket sets, the mansion is magnificent. On either side of the gate stand two stone beasts, each over ten feet tall, with bared fangs and fierce eyes.

The council chamber was brightly lit.

Liu Qingtian sat upright in the main seat, dressed in a black robe and jade belt, his face sinister.

He rested his forehead on one hand, his fingertips rhythmically tapping the armrest of the rosewood chair, producing a soft, rhythmic sound.

To his left, his younger brother Liu Ming sat with his hands at his sides, his expression showing some anxiety.

"Brother," Liu Ming finally couldn't help but speak up, "Is it really okay if we don't go to the Nine Domains Tournament? It was a rule set by all nine domains together. If we don't go, I'm afraid it will give people something to talk about..."

"rule?"

Liu Qingtian chuckled and stopped tapping his fingers.

He raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife: "That old bastard Mu Feng is just relying on his son's return from the Spirit Road and the resulting empty fame, so he wants to push his luck and hold some kind of Nine Domains Conference."

Liu Ming opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

Liu Qingtian stood up and walked to the window. In the courtyard outside the window, there were several black ironwood trees with gnarled branches like dragons, but sparse leaves that rustled in the wind.

"Father was already at the peak of the Divine Soul Realm before he went into seclusion," Liu Qingtian turned around, a fervent glint in his eyes, "and he'll be emerging from seclusion soon!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Ming's eyes immediately lit up: "Is Father really about to break through?"

"pretty close."

Liu Qingtian sat back in the main seat, his fingers lightly stroking the armrest, his voice filled with certainty: "If we succeed and enter the Three Heavens Realm... let alone the Mu Domain, even if the other eight domains of the entire Northern Spirit Realm joined forces, what could they do to my Liu family?"

He paused, a cold smile playing on his lips: "So what difference does it make whether I go to the Nine Domains Tournament or not? Once Father emerges from seclusion, who will be in charge of the Northern Spirit Realm? It will all be decided by the Liu family."

Liu Ming felt greatly relieved, and the anxiety on his face vanished, replaced by excitement: "Brother is right! Once Father breaks through, all those Mu Domain and Tang Domain will have to bow down and submit!"

"Oh, right," Liu Ming suddenly remembered something and added, "and there's also the Black Abyss..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Qingtian suddenly raised his hand, signaling him to be quiet.

Almost at the same time, hurried footsteps could be heard outside the council chamber.

The footsteps were heavy and disordered, approaching from afar and finally stopping outside the hall door.

"Report—!"

The newcomer's voice was hoarse and trembling uncontrollably.

Liu Qingtian frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. He said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The hall door was suddenly pushed open.

A middle-aged man dressed in black armor staggered in, his armor covered in dust and his face pale.

He fell to his knees, his forehead pressed firmly against the cold bricks, his voice trembling so badly it was almost incoherent:

"Lord of the Domain! The Mu Domain... the Mu Domain has attacked! They've reached the outskirts of Willow City!"

"What?"

Liu Qingtian suddenly stood up, causing the rosewood chair to slide back half a foot, screeching as it scraped against the ground.

His first reaction was disbelief.

Where did Mu Yu get the audacity? Where did he get the strength?

Even if Mu Chen returns from the Spiritual Road, he will still be a junior, at most breaking through to the Divine Soul Realm.

How could that old bastard Mu Feng possibly initiate a war at a time like this?

However, before he could ask further—

"boom--!!!"

An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended without warning!

It was as if the entire sky had collapsed at that moment, and with immense force, it crashed down on the city lord's mansion!

The flames of dozens of lamps in the hall suddenly shrank and flickered violently, their wicks crackling as if they were about to go out completely at any moment.

The landscape painting hanging on the wall moved on its own without any wind, the scroll hitting the wall with a dull thud.

The sturdy rosewood table and chairs groaned under the weight, their mortise and tenon joints creaking.

The dark blue stone bricks paving the ground had visibly sunken in by half an inch, and dust was rising from the gaps between the bricks.

Everyone in the hall, including Liu Qingtian, a powerful expert in the late stage of the Divine Soul Realm, suddenly felt a heaviness all over their bodies!

It felt as if a hundred thousand mountains had suddenly pressed down on my shoulders and back, every bone was groaning and every muscle was trembling.

The air became thick and sticky like mud, and even breathing became a luxury.

"Ugh!"

Liu Ming was the first to be affected.

He was only at the late stage of the Spirit Wheel Realm, and he couldn't even withstand a single breath in the face of this overwhelming pressure.

The muffled groan was swallowed back down his throat as if he had been struck by an invisible giant hand and slammed to the ground!

His cheeks were pressed against the cold floor tiles, his facial features were distorted, and his nasal bone made a faint cracking sound.

He tried to struggle, to lift his head, but he couldn't even lift a finger; he could only futilely open and close his lips like a dying fish.

Liu Qingtian could barely keep standing, but his sinister face had turned purplish-red, and the veins on his forehead and neck were bulging like wriggling earthworms.

He desperately circulated all his spiritual energy to resist, his powerful spiritual energy surging through his meridians, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

A figure stepped into the hall at a leisurely pace.

Dressed in black, with ink-black hair, his figure was as upright as a pine tree, and his face was handsome. It was Mu Chen.

Mu Chen's gaze swept calmly across the hall.

Liu Ming lay sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, already unconscious.

His gaze fell on the black-robed man who was barely standing in front of the main seat, trembling like a leaf.

"Lord Liu," he began, his voice clear and melodious, "since your Liu Domain is not attending the Nine Domains Conference, I have no choice but to come to your door in person and have a proper talk with you."

"Mu...Chen?" Liu Qingtian stared at him, squeezing out two words through gritted teeth, each word reeking of blood.

He stared intently at the figure before him, his eyes filled with shock, fear, and even more so with bewildered incomprehension.

He couldn't understand! He absolutely couldn't understand!

How could this be the power of a boy who has just returned from the Spiritual Path?

How could they be so domineering!

The mere release of his aura rendered the entire city lord's mansion, rendering this late-stage Divine Soul Realm expert as immobile as a flying insect trapped in amber!

What kind of joke is this?

"It seems that Lord Liu is not very welcoming to me." Mu Chen smiled.

The smile was faint, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, but his eyes held an icy indifference.

In Liu Qingtian's eyes, this smile was more piercing and more despairing than the coldest wind in the Northern Spirit Realm!

"But it's okay."

Mu Chen took a step forward.

Just one step.

"boom--!"

The pressure surged again!

Liu Qingtian groaned as his bones strained under the weight, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

His knees slammed into the dark blue stone bricks, and the surface of the bricks immediately cracked, with cracks spreading out like a spider web.

He wanted to look up, to scream, to fight desperately.

It's impossible.

Faced with that absolutely overwhelming power, he couldn't even move a finger.

They could only watch helplessly as the figure in black slowly approached, like the Grim Reaper descending.

"The Liu family bloodline."

Mu Chen stopped in front of Liu Qingtian and looked down at him.

"I will leave none behind!"

"puff."

A soft sound.

Liu Qingtian trembled violently, and the light in his eyes dimmed instantly.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a strange hoarse sound came from his throat.

Blood gushed from his seven orifices, flowing down his cheeks and neck, staining the front of his black robe red.

The next second, he felt as if all support had been drained, and he collapsed softly to the ground.

He was completely lifeless.

Liu Qingtian, the Lord of Liu Domain and a late-stage Divine Soul Realm expert, is dead!