Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 549: 26. The Awakened Mother, No Longer the Calamity That Hurts the Common People

Translator: 549690339

Do you know why people who are familiar with me call me mom?

Because I will be as kind and gentle as mother, and you are like my flesh and blood, so you can’t lie to mother.”

Her aura was terrifying, and even if she restrained it, she could not hide the murderous aura that was suppressed within…

Among the cultivators who stayed, one of them was actually scared out of his wits. He stood up and said,”Monster, monster…”

With just these three words, the cultivator turned into a skeleton. With a blow of the wind, he turned into ashes.

The rest of the people trembled and prostrated on the ground, unable to suppress their fear as they began to narrate.

After a long time.

After listening to the traitors ‘report, the demon pondered for a moment and muttered, “So a layer of black membrane is the fourteenth realm?”

“Du Bai.”

“Senior Sister…”

” Take all the 13th level disciples and leave the Wan Jian House quietly. Find the opportunity to enter the 14th level. Don’t come back if you don’t find it. ”

“This…

“Be good.” Senior Sister! ” “Be good

“Alright.”

After a brief conversation, Du Bai left with his sword.

The demon continued to eat the cake, then glanced at the traitors. Suddenly, he stuck out his forked tongue and licked the cream at the corner of his mouth. He slowly said,”Next time they call you, bring me along.”

No one dared to say anything. They could only say,”Yes …”

The Demon Lord did not get the chance.

This was because the western sects didn’t seem to pay much attention to these traitors. They only hoped that these traitors from the Wan Jian House would help them clean up the mess after the incident and become puppets to help govern.

In the early winter, a vast figure had already walked up the stairs with his hands behind his back.

If one were to look down from above, one would be able to see that this figure was surrounded by cultivators.

These cultivators were like soldiers who were about to go out to war, following the figure from afar.

The vast figure walked to the edge of the Receiving Guest Cliff and glanced at the blood-red stone tablet on the edge of the cliff. The words “Wan Jian House” were engraved on the stone tablet.

The figure snorted coldly, and the stone tablet was directly crushed by the power of heaven and earth. The dust danced in the wind, leaving no trace. This seemed to indicate that today’s Wan Jian House would also be filled with bloodshed.

This figure stood at the edge of the cliff. There was a black wound on his left cheek that seemed to have yet to heal. It was ferocious and terrifying. In the midst of the black fog, one could vaguely see the dark membrane under his skin.

This person was the True King, one of the Three Kings who had subdued Big Dipper Villa.

At this moment, he looked into the distance at the peak eighteen miles away. The sect was set off by the five-colored rainbow light, and his eyes were filled with dense evil and joy.

“The sect war is to take advantage of your weakness to take your life.

Today, the West has won, and the East has lost.”

After saying that, the True Monarch’s eyes flashed with a hint of smugness and anticipation.

There was nothing else…

Two hundred years ago, in that terrifying massacre, he was almost killed by the Demon Venerable The scar on his face that had not healed for two hundred

years was left behind at that time.

Now, there was no news of the Demon Venerable coming out of seclusion. In any case, no matter how strong the Karma of a Level 13 Demon Venerable was, he would not be a match for a Level 14 Demon Venerable.

There was no reason. The black membrane of the fourteenth realm could not be broken. That was all.

It was also funny to say that the method to enter the fourteenth realm was simply terrifyingly simple. One just needed to be lucky enough to discover something.

The True Monarch’s robe fluttered in the wind. He stared at the mountain peak in the distance, which seemed to have been twisted by a huge force and was spiraling upwards, as well as the palaces on the mountain peak. He shook his head and revealed a look of regret after victory. Then, he took a step forward and flew towards Qiong Xiao.

Yes, it was.

He was already at the fourteenth realm.

He was one of the few 14 states on this mainland.

If he didn’t do it now, when would he do it? Wasn’t life meant to do it when he was strong? After all, he was not a good-for-nothing.

As he thought about it,

The five-colored sea of clouds beneath True Monarch’s feet instantly swept past.

The wind surged like two waves.

When he looked again, the true king had already landed on the Wan Jian House’s land.

He was in a particularly good mood today because he had come to exterminate the Demon Venerable. As long as he killed the Demon Venerable, his state of mind would soar.

The power of the heart was extremely mysterious. Perhaps one’s realm was high, but if one was suppressed too much, one would not be able to make any progress for the rest of their life. They were even inferior to those people who slaughtered dogs and sold meat with anger.

If one’s mental strength was exhausted, one’s potential would also be exhausted.

Heartforce was the Dao heart, something that one acknowledged and fought for. If one had lost before and never crossed this threshold again, to a certain extent, one would stop at this point for life.

As soon as the True Monarch arrived at the Wan Jian House, he was surrounded.

He was surrounded by the Wan Jian House disciples.

Looking down from the sky, he saw many disciples stepping on the sword wheel, and the intruder was surrounded by layers of layers like a thick crescent moon. There were even more cultivators who had received the news and were rushing over.

The True King revealed a relaxed expression and waved his hands.”Come on.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a fine buzzing sound rang out in the sky.

It was like the sound of thousands of bees flapping their wings.

It was the clear sound of many flying swords, like thousands of birds flapping their feathers in the forest, bringing along a tornado-like storm.

The cold light that covered the sky and covered the earth shot out like a string of arrows. The moment the cultivators formed their sword seals and flew up their swords, they had already penetrated the sky. In an instant, they drew different spatial distances and struck the True King’s body frequently and closely without any gaps.

For a moment, the True Monarch began to retreat. He was forced back by the impact.

However, he only retreated without any injuries..