[Ding, congratulations to the host, you have been promoted to the seventh level of imperial luck and received two rewards! ]

Seventh level of imperial luck!

Qin Qian was stunned when he heard the system prompt. Has his luck been promoted so far?
It also upgrades two levels at once.

Before this, Qin Qian only had the fifth level of imperial luck. Now that he has been promoted to the seventh level of imperial luck, he can not only obtain two system rewards, but also improve his cultivation to the realm of immortal master.

The Lord of the Sixteen Realms!
Qin Qian thought about it and quickly understood why his luck had improved.

This should be related to the Spirit of Rules who appointed him as the Guardian of the Sixteen Realms.

Although this enthronement was only verbal and did not mean that the Great Qin Dynasty could control the Sixteen Realms, at least from now on, he could declare himself the master of the Sixteen Realms.

In name only!

But it is this name that determines the orthodox identity of the Qin Dynasty!
The canonization of the Spirit of Rules represents the will of the ancient Heavenly Court. As long as the rules exist, his identity as the Lord of the Sixteen Realms will be unshakable.

"Thank you!"

Qin Qian reacted and bowed to the white beast.

The little white beast smiled and waved its little paws, as if saying, "Young man, work hard and I will protect you in the future."

Qin Qian also smiled. He always felt that he had a special relationship with the little white beast, as if they had been together for a long time and had a natural sense of familiarity.

"Humph!"

At this moment, Sheng Qiuzhi snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

Shady!

What a huge conspiracy!
What virtue and ability does Qin Qian have? He is just a lucky guy. How can he be qualified to protect the Sixteen Realms?

very good!

The foolish ancient spirit!
If you dare to depose me from my position as guardian, I will use all means to destroy the ancient rules and push the sixteen realms into the abyss.

The little white beast glanced at Sheng Qiuzhi, a hint of murderous intent flashed across its face, but it did not make a move.

He is the spirit of rules.

Everything you do must be done in accordance with the rules.

Including the appointment of Qin Qian as the Lord of the Sixteen Realms, which seemed absurd to outsiders, but only the little white beast knew that with Qin Qian's identity, let alone being the Lord of the Sixteen Realms, even being the Lord of all the heavens and worlds would be more than enough.

The white little beast rubbed Qin Qian with its horn, turned into a nine-colored light, and disappeared into the depths of the long river of time and space.

All the strange phenomena in the sky disappeared.

Heaven and earth are silent.

But the strong men from all the heavens and worlds were filled with shock and could not calm down for a long time.

What happened today directly broke their long-formed cognition and may even rewrite the future history of the heavens and all worlds.

Upper Bound.

The Ancient Heavenly Emperor withdrew his gaze, looked at Qin Qian, and smiled.

His figure gradually faded. At the moment he disappeared, a voice rang out in Qin Qian's mind, "The power of the rules of the heavens and myriad worlds can be used twice more. You must use it with caution!"

Qin Qian looked up and found that the Ancient Heavenly Emperor had disappeared.

He was silent for a moment, then bowed deeply to the statue of the Emperor of Heaven.

Upon seeing this, the old dean, Tiegeda, Zhan Meng and other strong men all followed suit and saluted, expressing their highest respect for the ancient Heavenly Emperor.

They won this battle!

The Sheng family was defeated miserably.

First, he suffered a terrible punishment from heaven, with most of his tribe members dying, and then he was stripped of his position as guardian.

The most crucial thing is that the Sheng family has a bad reputation in the Sixteen Realms. Qin Qian stepped on the Sheng family and became the master of the Sixteen Realms.

Certified by ancient rules, it is worthy of the trust of creatures in the sixteen realms.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Zhuge Liang, Han Xin, Dong Zhongshu and others came forward and saluted with a smile.

The Lord of the Sixteen Realms!
On this basis, the Great Qin Dynasty was established and would naturally rule over the sixteen realms.

Of course.

If you want to completely rule the sixteen realms, there is still a fierce battle to go.

The Sheng family has suffered a great loss, and they will definitely not give up. They will try every possible means to prevent the Great Qin Dynasty from ruling the Sixteen Realms. "Please stand up!"

Qin Qian raised his hands and said with a smile: "Announce to the sixteen realms that within three days, all realm guardians and academy masters will rush to the upper realm to discuss the future development of the sixteen realms!"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

Zhuge Liang said with a smile, breaking through the air and leaving.

This is the end.

The nominal master of the Sixteen Realms is surnamed Qin!

The Holy Family.

Saint Qiuzhi had a gloomy face. He tore through the void and descended over the ruined tribe’s land.

Many tribesmen knelt on the ground, their eyes red and sobbing, searching for the bodies of their family members in the ruins, but found nothing.

Under the thunder from heaven, it would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

"Why are you crying?"

Sheng Qiuzhi was upset when he heard the crying, and said in a cold voice: "My clansmen, please remember that today, the Sheng clan suffered this disaster entirely because of Qin Qian. This is the hatred of the clan, and it must be remembered in our hearts!"

"revenge!"

A genius from the Saint family climbed up from the ground, his eyes bloodshot, and roared murderously.

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

"Kill Qin Qian and avenge our hatred!"

The rest of the tribesmen were deeply moved. They all stood up, with cold expressions and roaring loudly.

Rich murderous intent burst out from their bodies and rushed straight into the sky, like the master holding up the sky, emitting enchanting blood-red light, dyeing the starry sky and the universe blood-red.

Seeing this scene, Sheng Qiuzhi's expression became much better and he flew away into the air.

Shengtian also disappeared in the crowd.

call out!
Two figures.

One after the other, they returned to the Taoist Palace.

Sheng Qiuzhi did not go to the secret room, but went to a hall that was sealed with layers of seals. After the formation was removed and he pushed the door open, the view in front of him suddenly became clear, as if he was facing an endless starry sky.

Here, there is an ancient black altar suspended in the air, covered with blood-colored magic patterns and filled with endless evil spirit.

Above the altar, wisps of golden gas were floating.

It is the power of human destiny.

"The Demon Sealing Altar has failed!"

Sheng Qiuzhi walked up to the Demon Sealing Altar, his face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice.

Shengtian stepped forward and said, "Old Ancestor, we must kill Qin Qian as soon as possible! Since this guy rose to power, everything has gone wrong for us. Many plans have been forced to terminate or exposed!"

"Ancient Destiny!"

Sheng Qiuzhi exhaled and said in a cold voice: "Qin Qian is protected by the ancient destiny, so it is not easy to kill him! Especially since we are still human!"

Now that Qin Qian is the master of the sixteen realms, it will become more difficult for them to kill Qin Qian.

The following guilty!

It will create greater resistance!

Shengtian frowned, looking grim, "Then what should we do?"

Sheng Qiuzhi looked towards the Demon Sealing Altar, his eyes flickering, and he took a deep breath and said, "It can only be like this! After this incident, the Sheng family no longer has a foothold in the human race. It's time to leave the human race!"

Shengtian's body shook, filled with joy.

Separate from the human race!

A clan of their own!
This is the ultimate goal of the Holy Family!
Sheng Qiuzhi raised his head and looked at the golden dragon of luck above the Sheng clan, muttering, "A golden dragon of luck of four thousand feet is enough to form a clan! However, the luck of the new clan will be weaker."

Thinking of this, Sheng Qiuzhi's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn Qin Qian! If it weren't for this kid, we would have used the Demon Sealing Altar to completely devour the human race's luck. When we establish our own clan, we will have at least eight thousand feet of luck!"

"As the ancestor of a new race, I can also gain many benefits and break through the eighth level of seeking the gods."

"Qin Qian, I will kill you!" (End of this chapter)