Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!

Chapter 1124 - 1128: The Wills of the Heavens Take Action

Deep within the myriad worlds, there exists an exceedingly special world, vast and spanning tens of thousands of light-years, composed entirely of various powers of laws.

Looking carefully, one can see the power of any law.

There is causality!

There is space-time!

There is creation!

There is reincarnation...

At the center of the world, there’s a lightning pool where countless thunderbolts of destruction gallop, emitting roaring sounds; any one of them could easily destroy a large universe.

Logically speaking, this place should be a dead zone.

Even a Quasi-Sage Great Power cannot easily approach.

Yet amidst countless thunderbolts, there floats a white eye, covered in rhymes in Dao, lacking any emotion.

An aura of high exaltation and supreme majesty spreads forth.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a stream of light traverses many layers of space-time, landing in this special world.

Wherever the stream of light passes, the raging thunderbolts behave like mice encountering a cat, hurriedly hiding in the corners, trembling in fear, not daring to make any noise.

"Salute to the decree of the Supreme!"

The white eye looks at the stream of light, its expression changes from indifferent to utterly respectful.

Amidst a flicker of rhymes in Dao, a white-robed phantom steps out from the white eye, kneels on both knees, respectfully saluting.

"Unlock the barrier, kill Qin Wudao!"

A dignified voice emanates from the stream of light.

"As you command!"

Upon hearing the name Qin Wudao, a hint of surprise flashes in the white-robed phantom’s eyes, he responds with clasped hands.

Moments later, he slowly stands up, and from the stream of light, he takes out a token, containing an extremely terrifying power, once crushed, it would create earth-shattering chaos.

This token is the key to breaking the barrier.

"Those ten ’Extermination Army’ are a real problem!"

After storing the token, the white-robed phantom looks toward the edge of the sky, through the distant space-time, he sees a decrepit flag waving in the wind.

That flag.

Is a form of eternal spirit, also a barrier for the myriad worlds and the outer world of Hongmeng.

"And the Green Emperor!"

The white-robed phantom turns his head, looking toward a particular part of the void, his brow slightly frowns, and within his deep-set eyes, a hint of dread flashes.

There, there is a sentient flower blooming for several epochs, radiating a splendid green immortal light, silently protecting the human race, eternally unbroken.

Subsequently, the white-robed phantom’s body fades, leaving this special world.

"Is it time to act?"

After the white-robed phantom vanishes, within the sentient flower, the Green Emperor, sitting cross-legged, suddenly opens his eyes, looking into the endless space-time, his brow slightly frowns.

"The oppressed tribes would certainly attract his attention, and the only way to break the situation is to unlock the barrier!"

"Young one, the time left to us is running short..."

A low voice echoes across the surrounding starry sky, carrying a hint of solemnity, lingering long.

...

The land of illusion and desire.

The Hehuan Sect’s residence, located at the peak of the mountain in a pink palace, the just-finished cultivating Junzi Yu, looks at the intelligence in his hand, his expression fluctuating.

"The human ancestor breaks through to the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, coupled with Cao Cao of the Qin Dynasty, it’s a bit difficult!"

After reading the intelligence, Junzi Yu’s expression turns exceedingly grim.

He has a premonition, whether it’s Cao Cao or the human ancestor, he is not a match, and now, he has become enemies with two mighty figures, really feeling anxious!

"I have a way to kill Qin Wudao and the human ancestor!"

At this moment, an ephemeral voice arises, echoing in Junzi Yu’s ears.

"Who?"

Facing the suddenly sounding voice, Junzi Yu’s face undergoes a drastic change, hastily taking out the ’Ten Beauties Picture’, a powerful saintly soul force sweeping, encompassing billions of miles of space-time.

Instantly, every movement of the Hehuan Sect is under his control, everything is normal, no abnormalities.

But this discovery does not ease his mind, instead, it makes his hair stand on end, horrified beyond imagination.

Droplets of sweat, as big as beans, cover his forehead, dampening his hairline.

What realm is he in?

Quasi-Saint initial stage!

Yet now, a mysterious presence is speaking at his ear.

Who is the other party?

How strong is his cultivation?

Is there any malice toward the Hehuan Sect?

"No need to search!"

The void ripples, a white-robed phantom emerges, the stature majestic, shrouded in boundless rhymes in Dao, causing heaven and earth to tremble, all ways submissive.

He stands quietly there, and the spot where he stands becomes the center of the world, around which all stars in the myriad worlds rotate, terrifying to the extreme.

"You... who are you?"

Junzi Yu’s expression changes again, asking tremblingly.

For some reason, upon seeing the white-robed phantom, he feels infinite fear from the deepest part of his heart, along with an unknown sense of submission.

"Come!"

The white-robed phantom waves a hand, drawing out a strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi from Junzi Yu’s body.

This scene chills Junzi Yu’s heart, horrifies him intensely, he exclaims: "You... are the consciousness of the myriad heavens?"

Only the consciousness of the myriad heavens can manipulate Hongmeng Purple Qi!

"Smart!"

The white-robed phantom nods, flicks a finger, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi returns to Junzi Yu’s body.

Upon hearing these words, Junzi Yu is dumbfounded.

The consciousness of the myriad heavens!

Actually transformed into human form, appearing before him?

"Salute to the Supreme Sky!"

After a moment, Junzi Yu reacts, swallowing his saliva, with no Quasi-Saint dignity left, kneels to salute.

In the minds of the vast majority of martial artists in the myriad worlds, the heavenly consciousness represents ’Sky’, an invincible force, utterly insurmountable.

Never mind how in the world of cultivation, geniuses often proclaim defying the heavens in cultivation, thus declaring their intention.

But that’s just shouting for show!

In the history of the myriad worlds, truly putting the defying of heaven into action, only the Human Sovereign.

And he failed!

"Qin Wudao of the Qin Dynasty is an anomaly!"

"If he doesn’t die, all the oppressed tribes will never rise, now you know what to do, don’t you?"

The white-robed phantom doesn’t let Junzi Yu get up, speaking lightly.

"The Hehuan Sect swears loyalty to the Supreme Sky!"

Junzi Yu isn’t foolish, he immediately pledges allegiance.

He has no reason to refuse, for now, the Hehuan Sect cannot contend with the Qin Dynasty, in order to survive, he can only cling tightly to the thigh of heavenly consciousness.

"Wait for my arrangement then!"

The white-robed phantom nods, his body fades, disappearing from sight.

After he leaves, Junzi Yu dares to stand, wiping the cold sweat from his brow, stating fiercely: "Qin Wudao, it seems even heaven won’t spare you!"

"This time, you’re doomed!"

...

Land of Chaos.

In a giant city spanning quadrillions of miles.

Inside a certain palace, a burly giant kneels on the ground, sweating like rain, unable to move.

"Who are you exactly?"

He looks fearfully at the white-robed phantom in front of him, asking in a muffled voice.

Aggrieved!

Extremely aggrieved!

He was just comprehending the legacy within the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but the white-robed phantom suddenly appeared, instructing him to kill the anomaly Qin Wudao.

To kill someone he didn’t know.

Naturally, he was unwilling to do it, after firmly refusing, he was suppressed.