The Great Ruler: My Mother is the Empress

Chapter 61: Not as bad as the former emperor!

Chapter 61: Not as bad as the former emperor!

The Jidao Emperor Soldier itself is an invincible existence. It is an alternative continuation of the life of the ancient emperor. Who in the world dares to blaspheme it?
The Taihuang Sword is no more than three feet long, and its entire body is crystal clear and sparkling, with flowing fairy light, like the most magnificent work of art. Although it is not large, it seems to carry the eternal blue sky, giving people a majestic feeling, as if it has condensed a fairyland, vast and boundless.

Although the Taihuang Sword has calmed down and restrained its imperial aura, an imperial weapon is still an imperial weapon. Even if it stands still, it can resonate with the laws of the heavens. Auspicious lights and colors descend, immortal birds and mythical beasts linger, and strange phenomena occur frequently.

The Taihuang Sword was forged by Taihuang, one of the invincible emperors of the human race in the ancient times. He poured his entire life’s efforts into it, and engraved countless imperial laws on it. Every stroke, every symbol, and every ancient pattern contains the ultimate truth of the way of heaven.

Mo Fan had just exchanged for the ‘Tai Huang Sutra’ not long ago. At this moment, he used the Tai Huang Sword’s extreme immortal rules as a reference, began to comprehend the ‘Tai Huang Sutra’, and gradually improved his Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

As time passed, nine chaotic Dao patterns appeared on the dragon spine of his body, moving in and out, emitting chaotic energy, madly absorbing the divine principles and evolving into the mysteries of the Dao.

The dragon’s spine is hazy, surrounded by chaotic energy, hovering on the top of the Taoist Temple. It is shining brightly and has a majestic aura, like an innate dragon in the chaos, transcendent and mysterious.

A month passed by, and streams of chaotic dragon energy rolled like magma, extremely hot. As it flowed, it resonated with the Xiantai Divine Fetus, making a brilliant roar.

The body is imprinted with the original divine law, and contains infinite power, dormant like a volcano, comparable to the most terrifying divine weapon.

His slender and strong body had not changed, like a pillar of heaven, without a trace of excess breath leaking out. However, the dragon in his spine had doubled in size, full of divinity, abundant in Dao essence, densely covered with various Dao rules, and the blood of chaotic creatures flowed like a river, shining brightly, illuminating every inch of his body.

“You are really amazing. I can feel that you are not just a chaotic body.”

The voice came suddenly, and it actually came from the Taihuang Sword. It sounded calm and vicissitudes of life, but it was the voice of a middle-aged man.

Mo Fan was startled at first, then he suddenly realized that the imperial weapon god of the Taihuang Sword had awakened.

He had been silently following Mo Fan and was very surprised to see the entire process of his cultivation.

The reputation of the Chaos Body has existed since ancient times. In the mythological era, there was a man with a Chaos Body who was so powerful that he shocked the world and made people in awe. It was the most powerful physique in ancient and modern times.

But it is a pity that despite such a strong physique, he has never been able to display his invincible talent.

Even the stunning empress in the ancient times was nothing more than an acquired chaotic body.

He is Taihuang’s supreme imperial soldier, which is equivalent to an alternative continuation of his life, so naturally he knows a lot.

He had already learned about Mo Fan’s existence from the Great Xia Emperor: a man of chaotic body and a ruthless son of the emperor.

But now it seems that this chaotic body in the eyes of the world is not just a chaotic body –

That was a very subtle difference. If Mo Fan had not been comprehending the Taihuang Sutra in front of it this time and the origin of his physique had not been stimulated, it would have been difficult for him to detect it.

It could sense that there was a breath similar to the Holy Spirit in Mo Fan’s body.

“Thank you for your advice, Senior. I have given my physique a name – Chaos Holy Spirit Body!”

“Chaos Body and Holy Spirit?”

“Your path is amazing. In the end, you will be no worse than the Grand Emperor.”

The Great Emperor God whispered, but the last sentence was said against his conscience. Although it was just a glimpse, he clearly felt the 108 Great Dao seeds in Mo Fan’s body.

The Taihuang Sword has accompanied Taihuang in battles throughout his life and has existed in the world for hundreds of thousands of years. Naturally, it can see the amazing potential of Mo Fan’s Tao.

For ordinary people, being able to cultivate one path is already a blessing from heaven, but now Mo Fan has 108 seeds of the great paths in his body, and he has comprehended each of them to an extremely deep level, which is rare even among saints.

Moreover, Mo Fan has an extraordinary physique, and all the laws of heaven and earth are in line with him at all times. In other words, all the laws of heaven and earth are chasing Mo Fan to feed him.

This path is too amazing. An ordinary person may not be able to make any progress even after practicing for a hundred years. However, this path seems to be born for Mo Fan, and only he can walk it.

“Well, I will lend you a helping hand.” After Taihuang Sword finished speaking, it sank silently into Mo Fan’s body, releasing wisps of immortal light. The rhythm of Tao spread out, like a deafening heavenly sound coming from the sky, as majestic as an abyss or an ocean. Every word seemed profound and vast, like the teachings of an immortal king.

This is the realization of the imperial way and the spiritual imprint of the great emperor, and the Taihuang Sword was actually passed on to him.

The complete enlightenment of the Great Emperor is so precious that it can be called a treasure in the world of cultivation. Even a quasi-emperor would be jealous of it.

It was a gift, passed down to him across the eons, that was truly incredible.

You know, even a trace of enlightenment from the Great Emperor can help people become saints. How precious is the complete imprint of the Emperor’s Way?

Especially for Mo Fan, he was born with a Chaos Holy Spirit Body, which was in harmony with all the Daos. Such an imperial imprint was countless times more precious than an ancient scripture.

“boom!”

A ball of hazy fairy light, brilliant and soft, seemed to be condensed from the divine light of the stars and the moon, misty and mysterious, emitting a chaotic aura, and the rhyme of Tao spread, as swift as the primordial fairy light, and in an instant, it was imprinted in Mo Fan’s heart!

“Boom!”

With a loud bang, his heart shook, the sky and the earth trembled, and a man in black imperial robes appeared in his mind. Facing Mo Fan, although he did not have a sharp aura, his whole body was full of Taoism, like the incarnation of Tao.

This is the Emperor!

He achieved enlightenment in the ancient times and created the Taihuang Sword, which is known as the best offensive sword in ancient and modern times and can be compared with the Dou Zi Mi.

Mo Fan had a solemn face, a dignified look, and an ethereal temperament.

In his heart, he observed the mark of the Heavenly Venerable and comprehended the mysteries of the laws. In his eyes, it seemed that lines of law and order appeared, interweaving with each other. The sound of Tao roared, and the wonderful principles of the Tao of Zetian were demonstrated.

He was immersed in the realm of Tao, wandering in the vast ocean of Tao. He had some understanding in his heart every moment, the sound of Tao was magnificent, and the voice of scriptures was endless.

The 108 great avenue seeds in his body revived, outlining a magnificent immortal scene that slowly unfolded before his eyes. Flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, dragons and phoenixes sang in harmony, there were thousands of divine rainbows, and a myriad of auspicious colors. Various celestial palaces and immortal palaces were magnificent, divine birds and beasts were running around, and strange phenomena occurred one after another.

After a long time, he came to his senses, and the Great Emperor Sword had already left. It was still peaceful and quiet here, and in front of him was an endless chaotic waterfall, rumbling like thousands of dragons galloping, the stars falling, the mist steaming, a white and brilliant, and the momentum was terrifying.

He looked up at the sky. He gained a lot from this trip to the Great Xia Dynasty.

Just a month ago, he had overcome two tribulations and entered the fifth level of the King of the Way of Slashing. Now, he has actually glimpsed the threshold of the sixth or even seventh level of the King of the Way of Slashing.

But he suppressed the surging Qi in his body. After all, breaking through too quickly is not a good thing. Moreover, he is based in the forbidden area of ​​the gods, which is enough to reverse the saints.

The fifth level of the King of the Way of Slashing realm is now enough for a short period of time, so there is no need to rush to break through.

Outside the Great Xia Imperial City, Mo Fan walked away slowly like a mortal who did not know how to practice cultivation. Following behind him was a girl dressed in white, like a nun.

“This is truly like a great roc soaring up into the sky with the wind, reaching a height of ninety thousand miles.”

At this moment, the two generations of emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty looked at the figure in green that disappeared on the horizon and sighed in unison.

A few days ago, when Mo Fan walked out of the Grand Emperor Palace, they received a message from the Emperor’s Arms God. It was hard to imagine how talented this young emperor was to amaze the Emperor’s Arms God who had existed in the world for hundreds of thousands of years.

They felt that in the hearts of the imperial soldiers and gods, Mo Fan’s status was already on par with that of the ancestor Taihuang.

“Yang’er, why don’t you go to the East Wasteland Immortal Palace yourself.”

“Yes, father.”

(End of this chapter)