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

Mu Chen glanced at the remaining people in the hall, his eyes indifferent, and casually waved his right hand.

"Bang! Bang!"

Several muffled thuds followed, and the entire council hall fell into a deathly silence, devoid of any further life.

Mu Chen turned around and looked into the depths of the city lord's mansion.

In his perception, a gloomy and heavy aura was slowly awakening from there, constantly accumulating power.

Judging from the aura, it should be the fluctuation of a half-step Heaven Fusion Realm cultivator.

The previous domain lord of Liu Domain, Liu Jingshan, is currently in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Three Heavens Realm, and is at the final stage.

"What a coincidence."

Mu Chen muttered to himself as he stepped out of the council hall.

He stepped over the mess, walked through the long corridors and courtyards, and finally stopped in front of a separate courtyard deep inside the mansion.

The courtyard walls were high and the gates were tightly shut. Nothing grew there except for a quiet, gray-black room standing in the center.

Mu Chen paused in front of the courtyard gate, gazing silently at the quiet room, his eyes calm and undisturbed.

Then, he raised his right hand, fingers slightly spread, and made a fist towards the quiet room—

"Buzz—!"

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly surged violently!

Centered on Mu Chen's palm, the spiritual energy within a radius of a thousand feet seemed to be drawn in by an invisible force, surging in from all directions and weaving into a giant net of spiritual light that blotted out the sky.

The wind died down and the clouds dispersed, plunging the entire city of Liucheng into a deathly silence.

All the people of Liuyu who were still fleeing involuntarily looked up at the sky.

They saw that above the city lord's mansion, spiritual energy gathered into a terrifying vortex with a diameter of over a hundred feet. At the center of the vortex, a giant hand made entirely of spiritual energy slowly took shape.

The next moment, the giant hand closed its five fingers, and with the force to crush mountains and rivers, it crashed down!

The quiet chamber forged from black iron stone, along with Liu Jingshan who was in seclusion within it, was reduced to dust by this single palm strike, and the dust that filled the sky swirled and dispersed in the sunlight.

The long street outside the mansion was deserted; the people had long since fled, with only dust swirling in the air.

Mu Chen rose into the air, hovering above Liucheng, looking down at this city that once dominated the region.

He spoke, his voice calm yet clear, carrying throughout the entire city:

"Liu Qingtian, the lord of the Liu Domain, has been executed."

"From this day forward, the nine domains of the Northern Spirit Realm are united as one, and the Northern Spirit Alliance is established."

"Those who follow the natural order live, those who resist perish."

"You all should take care of yourselves."

Taking Liu Yu as a cautionary tale, we must make an example of him to deter others; the tide has turned!

……

Seven days later, the founding ceremony of the Northern Spirit Alliance was held in Mu City.

High-ranking officials from all eight regions gathered, and various factions came to offer their congratulations.

Mu Feng sat upright in the position of the alliance leader, with Mu Chen standing beside him.

The boy was dressed in black, with perfectly cut black hair, a calm face, and even gentle eyes.

Yet it was this seemingly frail figure that inspired awe and reverence in everyone present, making them unable to look directly at him.

After the ceremony ended, Mu Feng called Mu Chen to his side and took out a dark jade slip from his pocket.

His fingers rubbed the jade slip repeatedly for a long time before he slowly handed it over.

"Chen'er," Mu Feng said in a low voice, "this item was left by your mother."

"There are some things you should know."

Mu Chen took the jade slip.

He naturally knew what this was: the Great Floating Pagoda Technique, the core inheritance of the Floating Pagoda Ancient Clan.

He also knew his mother Qing Yanjing's identity, understood why she left, and was even more aware of the secrets that had been weighing on his father's heart for many years.

"Your mother..." Mu Feng's Adam's apple bobbed, and he paused. "She came from an extremely distant place, an ancient tribe that I cannot even imagine."

Light streamed obliquely into the hall through the carved windows, casting dappled shadows on the bluestone floor.

"She left to protect you, to protect me, to protect Mu Yu." Mu Feng's voice trailed off. "It's because your father is incompetent; he couldn't do anything."

"I tried my best, but in the end... I still failed. I'm sorry."

Mu Chen raised his eyes and quietly looked at his father.

Mu Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and the white hair at his temples was particularly striking in the light.

This man, who once dominated the Northern Spirit Realm, now seemed to have all his strength drained away, leaving only exhaustion and deep self-blame.

The Northern Spirit Realm is too small, and he is too weak.

"Whether or not you cultivate this spiritual technique is up to you, Chen'er. Your mother... only wishes for your lifelong peace."

"Don't worry, Father." Mu Chen gripped the jade slip tightly, his voice calm and clear, "It won't be long before I bring Mother back."

……

Sunlight streamed through the intertwined branches and leaves above the courtyard, cutting out bright beams of light, filling the air with a clear and tranquil vitality.

Mu Chen sat cross-legged on the bed by the window in the room, his expression calm, his eyes slightly closed, blocking out all external sounds.

Without hesitation or reflection, he focused his mind and slowly channeled the pure spiritual energy within him into the dark jade slip in his hand.

"Buzzing..."

A slight tremor came, and a black spiritual light flowed backward along the meridians, reaching the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness between the eyebrows.

The process was painless; on the contrary, it was smooth and natural.

"To transform oneself into a pagoda, to prove the Great Way of the Spirit..."

"The pagoda is the one that suppresses all evil, transforms the pure from the impure, holds the key to the universe, and establishes the root of heaven and earth..."

"The tower has nine levels, each level ascending to heaven. The heart is the foundation, the will is the body, and the spirit is the spire..."

The profound and obscure meaning of the incantation echoed in Mu Chen's mind, and he memorized it all.

Ordinary cultivators who suddenly receive such a vast and profound inheritance often have no choice but to memorize it by brute force and then slowly comprehend it.

But Mu Chen is different!

He was already exceptionally talented, and possessed a primordial chaotic holy body and Dao embryo, which gave him an inconceivable level of comprehension.

Those profound mysteries that seemed like celestial texts to others, once they entered his mind, melted away like ice in water, and were naturally understood and absorbed.

Almost effortlessly, he had mastered most of the essential meanings of the formula.

The spiritual energy within his body spontaneously began to circulate according to the Great Floating Pagoda Technique.

My body transforms into a pagoda, and I come to control the universe!

The foundation is laid and the form is solidified in an instant.

Just then, the Chaos Dao Diagram deep within Mu Chen's sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly without warning!

Mu Chen felt a sudden clarity in his mind, and the incantation he thought he had thoroughly understood resurfaced in his mind, giving rise to a completely different understanding—

He seems to have found a path that allows him to directly construct a real pagoda...

After destruction comes construction; take the heart as the path, draw upon the ancestral spirit, and only then will the pagoda be truly realized.

This is what is recorded in the mnemonic.

Ancestral aura?

I possess the innate primordial chaotic holy body and Dao embryo, born from chaos, and in harmony with the Great Dao. I am the original source myself, so why should I seek the ancestral energy of others?

A wisp of extremely faint chaotic energy was drawn out from the Chaos Dao Diagram and gently wrapped around the newly formed pagoda.

The originally crystalline yet ethereal tower underwent a dramatic transformation the instant it came into contact with this wisp of chaotic energy—

Turn the abstract into the concrete!

Mu Chen's thoughts stirred slightly.

"Buzz!"

A nine-story pagoda, about a foot tall, dark gray in color and shimmering with a chaotic luster, appeared out of thin air in his palm, hovering silently.

Although the tower is small, it is as heavy as a mountain, and the aura it exudes, which suppresses all laws, causes the surrounding light to be slightly distorted.

This is the Primordial Qi Tower, which can be expanded and contracted at Mu Chen's will, its size entirely at his discretion.

And the Great Floating Pagoda Technique should henceforth be called the Primordial Floating Pagoda Technique!