Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

After catching up with his family, several hours had passed when a commotion arose outside the gate. Representatives from various powerful forces were already waiting outside the mansion, hoping to see the Emperor.

Lin Dong received them; he was a very easy-going and loyal person.

Outside the mansion gate, a dark mass of people gathered, including domain lords from nearby star regions, sect leaders from ancient sects, and top experts among independent cultivators.

Upon seeing Lin Dong emerge, they shouted in unison, "Congratulations to Emperor Wu on attaining the Dao and becoming Emperor!"

Lin Dong raised his hand, and a gentle force lifted everyone up. "Get up, everyone, there's no need for such formalities."

The crowd rose, some handed over gift lists, some offered treasures, and some simply stood respectfully to the side, not daring to say a word.

Liu stood beside Lin Dong, a polite smile on her face, her eyes full of pride.

Several more hours passed before Lin Dong returned to his backyard after meeting with all the various factions.

The backyard was quiet, with a bamboo grove where the leaves rustled in the wind.

Deep in the bamboo forest, there was a small pavilion where two beautiful women sat.

A woman dressed in a blue dress, with a cool and aloof demeanor and exquisite features, sat on a stone bench, holding an ancient book in her hands, and was engrossed in reading it.

Her long, dark hair fell down, covering half of her face.

Her name was Ling Qingzhu, and the way Lin Dong met her still seems absurd to him.

At that time, Lin Dong was just a minor cultivator at the Dao Palace Realm. He accidentally entered an ancient ruin and was drawn into a stone hall.

Inside the stone hall was a jade bed, and lying on the bed was a woman, none other than Ling Qingzhu.

She was in seclusion healing her injuries, her body shrouded in a seal. Lin Dong accidentally triggered the seal, causing it to shatter, and the two were entangled by a mysterious force.

Lin Dong didn't want to talk about what happened that night. He was speechless when he thought about it now. Neither of them could control themselves. They were in a daze and only remembered that it felt very comfortable.

In short, when Lin Dong woke up, Ling Qingzhu was nowhere to be found, leaving behind only a jade pendant and a sentence: "Next time we meet, I will kill you."

That's right, their first encounter was just as melodramatic as those in folk tales.

They met many more times afterward, and she didn't kill him; instead, they went through many things together.

Later, she became his Daoist partner.

Another woman wore a purple dress, had bright eyes and white teeth, and always had a sly smile on her lips.

Her name is Ying Fangfang. Lin Dong met her in a sect called Daozong.

It is a Great Saint-level force.

She was the eldest daughter of a sect, a favored daughter of heaven, while Lin Dong was just a disciple who had entered the sect.

However, the two were destined to be together, went through a lot together, and eventually got together.

It can be said that although Emperor Wu Lin Dong seemed to have not read many books and looked like a crude warrior, he achieved success in both love and career.

A true winner in life.

Ying Fangfang rested her chin on her hand, smiling as she looked at Lin Dong: "Emperor Wu, you are a great figure now, won't you look down on us mere mortals?"

Lin Dong walked over and tapped her on the head. "Stop fooling around."

Ying Fangfang covered her head, cried out "Ouch!", and then laughed happily.

Ling Qingzhu's lips curled up slightly. "How does it feel to become Emperor?"

"It feels great."

Lin Dong sat down in the pavilion, and the three of them chatted casually.

The bamboo leaves rustled, and the wind carried the hustle and bustle of the distant city.

Not long after, Lin Dong went into seclusion.

He needs to solidify his realm and comprehend the mysteries of the Heavenly Heart Mark.

Behind the Lin family's ancestral home, there is a secret chamber, which he personally opened during his reign as a quasi-emperor, and it is heavily fortified with various restrictions.

He entered the secret room, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes. The room was quiet, with only the ever-burning lamp on the wall flickering slightly.

His breathing was steady, as if he were one with the heavens and earth.

The Lin family rose to become a top-tier immortal power.

The Imperial Scripture, "The Scripture of Emperor Wu," was passed down by Lin Dong.

The imperial weapon in Emperor Wu's Forest Cave is also very peculiar. It is a talisman, about the size of a palm, completely black, and covered with dense patterns that resemble some kind of ancient script.

The reason he forged the imperial weapon in this way was because he had once obtained a treasure similar to a stone talisman, which was also an important thing in his early rise to power.

This is very meaningful, so Lin Dong made the imperial weapon into the shape of a talisman.

Lin Dong left the imperial weapon in the Lin family ancestral home as a family treasure.

The Lin family has risen to become a top-tier immortal power, capable of passing down through the ages.

This is the advantage of possessing Imperial Scriptures and Imperial Weapons. As long as the Imperial Scriptures and Imperial Weapons remain, and as long as no major crisis occurs, this level of power can be passed down indefinitely.

Outside Emperor Wu's City, representatives of various powers had not yet dispersed. They stood on the city wall, gazing in the direction of the Lin family mansion with envy.

"The Martial Emperor has attained enlightenment; the Lin family will be different from now on."

"Yes, an imperial clan is enough to influence countless star fields."

"I wonder if Emperor Wu will establish a sect or take on disciples to pass on his teachings."

"That depends on his own wishes, but given his personality, he probably won't do anything like that."

The crowd discussed it animatedly, their words filled with envy and awe.

……

Two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the edge of the universe was once again covered by tribulation clouds, and a sea of ​​purple-gold lightning poured down, illuminating the entire star field.

Countless people looked up, their divine senses probing the direction of the borderlands, their faces filled with astonishment.

"What's going on? Is this a Tribulation of Attainment? How can there be another Tribulation of Attainment? Emperor Wu has only been attaining the Dao for two hundred years, and the will of Heaven already belongs to someone else. How can anyone still dare to undergo this tribulation?"

"Are you crazy? To prove your faith when Heaven already has a master is practically in control of the world—isn't that just courting death?"

"Throughout history, aside from unparalleled powerhouses like the Heavenly Emperor, who has ever attained enlightenment while a contemporary emperor is still alive?"

Countless people looked towards the edge of the universe with curiosity, wanting to see who was so bold as to undergo tribulation under such circumstances.

Then they saw the person undergoing tribulation. In the midst of the tribulation, a person was enveloped in chaotic energy, with his black hair flowing freely. He was waving his fists and fighting against the various creatures that had evolved within the tribulation, just like a god.

It was none other than the Chaos King Bo.

"Huh? It's actually Wang Bo, the Chaos Body? Has he gone mad? How can he undergo tribulation when the Heavenly Heart already has a master?"

"It seems he was provoked. He was originally a sure thing to achieve enlightenment, but Emperor Wu beat him to it."

"Indeed, no matter how powerful a Chaos Body is, it cannot attain enlightenment when the will of Heaven already belongs to someone, right?"

"He's courting death."

The great talents also witnessed this scene. Whether it was a contemporary prodigy like Long Zhan or a prodigy of the generation of Martial Emperors like Ye Wushuang, they all felt that Wang Bo had a problem with his mentality and that he had become arrogant.

Long Zhan frowned deeply. "Has he gone mad?!"

Li Tianxing emerged from the dungeon, covered in wounds. He looked up at the light screen and froze.

"Wang Bo..." he murmured, wanting to say something but not saying it.

Mu Feng stood in his dojo, looking at the desolate scene at the edge of the universe, his expression solemn.

He knew Wang Bo was very strong, but given that Heaven had already established its own authority, it was impossible for him to attain enlightenment again.

This is a matter of rules; the rules of the Great Way do not allow it.

Unless you are strong enough to ignore all the rules of the Dao, which is even more impossible, no one throughout history has had such strength before attaining enlightenment, except for the Heavenly Emperor.

All beings in the Three Realms believed that only the Heavenly Emperor possessed such power, and that Wang Bo clearly had not reached that level.

So why would Wang Bo do this? Has he really gone mad or become arrogant?

Many people felt that this shouldn't be the case, and that there was more to the story.