boom!
The sound is like thunder.

The power of the king is like a prison.

A mighty force that could destroy the world and slaughter all races was like Mount Taiyue in the sky, crushing Saint Qiuzhi.

The sixteen realms and all the worlds in the heavens trembled at this moment.

Sheng Qiuzhi looked at the King of Wu and felt as if he was looking up at the sky. Only then did he realize that the King of Wu was not a disciple of the clan, but a vassal king from ancient times.

There is no need to pay attention to anyone except the Ancient Heavenly Emperor.

Above all living beings.

How could he command it?
In fact, due to the huge disparity in status, he couldn't even make suggestions.

Sheng Qiuzhi swallowed his saliva and said quickly: "I dare not, it is entirely up to the king to decide!"

"Humph!"

King Wu glanced at Sheng Qiuzhi with cold eyes without any emotion, then turned to look at Qin Qian, but with a brilliant smile on his face, like a spring breeze blowing over cold snow.

Qin Qian felt a little uncomfortable when being seen. Isn't this King Wu the backer that Sheng Qiuzhi had found?

how do you feel
Be nicer to him!
King Wu smiled and said, "Qin Qian, right? I will just call you Emperor Qin, I don't know..."

“That’s not right!”

Sheng Qiuzhi's heart trembled, and he shouted: "King, you are an ancient prince, how can you call a junior an emperor? This is not in accordance with etiquette!"

God!

What's going on?
The ancient Heavenly Emperor loved Qin Qian very much.

The King of Wu's attitude towards Qin Qian is even more intriguing; it is cordial, yet also somewhat respectful.

"Etiquette?"

King Wu remained calm and said with a smile, "This thing was decided by me. Do you want to use etiquette to restrict me?"

His voice was calm and he didn't seem angry at all, but the calmer he appeared, the angrier he was.

He, the ancient King of Wu!

Personally participate in the construction of ancient rules and rituals.

What etiquette can restrain him?
If there is!
Then change it!
Until I can no longer restrain myself!

Sheng Qiuzhi plucked up the courage to refute, but as soon as he looked up, he saw a flash of tyranny in the King of Wu's eyes, which immediately frightened him.

I completely forgot what I wanted to say.

My mind went blank.

say what?
Sheng Qiuzhi even had a premonition that if he dared to say anything careless, he might die.

In fact, the King of Wu had exactly this intention. The greeting from this stranger was extremely annoying. He did not know the hierarchy and kept trying to influence his will.

If he hadn't considered that this man was the descendant of an old friend, he would have taken action long ago.

The king’s might is the wrath of heaven!
With his achievements, he doesn't need an excuse to kill anyone.

Sheng Qiuzhi lay on the ground, trembling, and did not dare to move for a long time.

All the strong men in the heavens and the worlds felt a tremor in their hearts. There was something wrong with this situation!
"Qin Qian, extraordinary!"

The Immortal Emperor let out a breath and fell into deep thought.

He felt that all the races in the world underestimated Qin Qian.

First, he gained the favor of the Emperor of Heaven!

Then summon the ancient rules and strive to become the master of the sixteen realms!

Now even the King of Wu, who was summoned by Saint Qiuzhi, has a different attitude towards Qin Qian!

The Immortal Emperor had never seen the ancient princes, but in the ancient times when martial arts flourished and strong people were everywhere, how could one become a prince without supernatural powers?

To put it bluntly, the ancestor of the immortal race has only just reached the threshold to pay homage to the princes!

Genius?

The most powerful one in the world?
The leader of the ancient tribe?

In the eyes of the princes, they are just a group of ordinary people!

They represent invincibility, the creators, controllers, and rulers of an era!
"There's something wrong with Qin Qian's identity!"

In the realm of life, the eyes of the Emperor of Life flickered, and he subconsciously pinched his hands, trying to deduce something.

But reason told him that he couldn't do that!
If we deduce now, King Wu's intervention will most likely lead to his death, unless he has the long river of time and space in his hands!

The Emperor of Life shook his head and became more and more regretful. He felt that leaving the long river of time and space to Life was a wrong choice.

And at this time.

Qin Qian, the person involved, was also shocked.

Emperor Qin!

Mom!
Did the ancient princes call him emperor?
Qin Qian is a man who has seen a lot of things, but at this moment, he still feels extremely excited.

"Senior Wu Wang, just call me by my name!"

Qin Qian didn't dare to accept the title of Emperor Qin, so he avoided the topic and said, "Senior King Wu, the Saint Qiuzhi beside you stole the luck of the human race, betrayed the human race, and established his own Saint Clan!"

boom!
The heavens and myriad worlds trembled.

King Wu's face suddenly turned gloomy.

The king is angry!
That is the wrath of heaven!
In an instant, all the rules, laws, and principles of the universe came to a standstill.

Time seemed to stop flowing.

The minds of all living beings are blank, as if their minds have been taken away and they are unable to develop self-awareness.

Sheng Qiuzhi himself couldn't stop shaking all over.

Drops of cold sweat flowed down, soaking his clothes.

not good!

The big thing is not good!

The King of Wu found out about his betrayal of the human race!

The King of Wu is the king of the human race, and it is not an exaggeration to call him the King of Men. Now that we know that he is going to betray the human race, why don't you tear him apart alive?

Sheng Qiuzhi wanted to refute, but under the king's majesty, he lost all his courage and could not utter a word.

"Is what Emperor Qin said true?"

The majestic voice of King Wu resounded like thunder from the sky, striking directly into the depths of Saint Qiuzhi's soul.

Subconsciously, he blurted out: "Yes"

boom!
The sky collapsed.

Sheng Qiuzhi was pressed directly to the ground.

Above the Saint family, the thick gray thunderclouds turned directly into blood red, with world-destroying thunders shuttling through them like the roar of God, making people feel creepy and terrified.

Millions of people from the Saint Clan were all terrified.

King Wu lowered his head, overlooking the prostrate Saint Qiuzhi, and said indifferently: "The Emperor of Heaven has fought for eternity to establish the human race as the supreme race. How dare you betray the human race?"

Sheng Qiuzhi's teeth kept chattering, as if he was on the edge of an abyss.

But he had to refute it, otherwise, the Sheng family would die under the wrath of King Wu.

The best way is to divert the conflict.

"king!"

Sheng Qiuzhi suppressed his fear. In order to survive, he risked his life and shouted, "The Heavenly Court was destroyed, and more than ten thousand races committed crimes. The strong men of the human race in all the worlds were slaughtered. The real traitor was not me, but all the races in the heavens."

The strong men from all races in the heavens and the earth changed color and their scalps went numb.

Hey!
Saint Seeking Knowledge, fuck you!
It is you who betrayed the human race now, not us. Why are you dragging us into this?

boom!
The King of Wu's face turned cold and he waved his sleeves.

Within the heavens and myriad worlds, all the forces of heaven and earth were mobilized and gathered above the major ethnic groups, rolling and tumbling, like countless mountains in the sky, pressing down downwards.

The most powerful ones, such as the Fate Emperor, the Immortal Emperor, the God Emperor, and the Ancient Golden Crow Emperor, suddenly felt the crisis coming. The hairs on their bodies stood up, and they frantically circulated the Taoist power in their bodies, exerting their body skills to the extreme and flying away.

They are very fast!

But unfortunately, the trend of heaven and earth is faster!

As soon as they flew out, they were knocked back by the force of heaven and earth. Their throats rolled and they raised their heads to spit out mouthfuls of blood, which dyed the sky ten thousand miles long.

One blow.

All the powerful beings in the heavens and the myriad worlds were not spared and all suffered varying degrees of injuries. (End of this chapter)