Chapter 492 Is He Really the Reincarnation of the Emperor? (1/2)

They saw a pair of extremely deep eyes, as bright and dazzling as two stars, which made people tremble and marvel.

But there was no softness or warmth at all, as if it was the coldest and most brutal iceberg, coming with the momentum of destroying the world, making everyone feel fear and panic.

The look in these eyes was like looking down on the common ants, full of arrogance and contempt, as if everything in the world was under their feet.

In those eyes, there was no temperature or color, cold as if there was no soul, cold to the bone.

When they met those eyes, their bodies instinctively felt afraid, as if they had seen the only true immortal in the world, and the awe that surged from their blood arose spontaneously.

It was as if it was a demon from the depths of hell. They wanted to stay away, but they didn't dare to disobey, so they could only stay where they were, waiting to be swallowed.

He sat quietly in the carriage, like an immortal king from the Nine Heavens, surrounded by endless divine light, surrounded by golden clouds, so gorgeous that it seemed like the Nine Heavens Palace.

"Who... is this?"

"What a grand show, I feel like I'm about to faint from the shock!"

"You're still talking, shut up quickly, don't offend this existence!"

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Many monks on the All Saints Mountain talked in low voices, with awe expressions on their faces, not daring to make any strange sounds, and even breathing became extremely cautious, for fear of blaspheming this great god.

They had never seen anyone so noble and domineering, even the masters of the four holy places in Daoxuan Domain had never had such a strong aura, which made people suffocate.

He was like an emperor who was high in the sky, overlooking all living beings, making people unable to resist at all.

He did not deliberately release his breath, but just sat quietly on the dragon chair, and a sense of majesty flowed out of his own will, giving people a feeling of extreme danger, which made people tremble.

Everyone was in awe, and felt a great pressure like the sea, which shocked them.

People were horrified, because the young man did not release anything deliberately, but the pressure alone made them unable to bear it, and they almost collapsed.

"So scary, who is he?" Many people were terrified.

What kind of existence is this, with such a terrible aura?

"Who... who is he? Why have I never heard of such a person in the world?"

"Is this a certain old monster in the legend?"

"Impossible, if he is a certain old monster, how could he not be famous?"

"What is this person's identity, why is he so terrible, it's simply unbelievable."

"He is definitely not an ordinary person, he should be some ancient big man, I don't know why he came to Wansheng Mountain, it's really shocking."

"Didn't the woman just say that they were from Daqin? This person should be the controller of Daqin, right?"

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Ordinary cultivators did not dare to discuss casually, only those cultivators from extraordinary forces dared to continue to discuss in a low voice, with doubts written on their faces, and they could not think of the specific origin of such a force at all, it was too weird.

Their eyes were fixed on the tall and heroic figure in the dragon chariot without blinking, and their pupils were filled with deep fear and even admiration.......

"This person is very powerful. It is better for us not to get close to him, so as not to cause trouble."

"Yes, if this is a ruthless character who is decisive in killing, it will be troublesome once provoked."

"That's right, it is better to stay away from him and don't easily anger him, otherwise you will die without knowing how."

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They retreated involuntarily, keeping a distance from him, and a deep fear and awe flashed in their eyes, as if they were avoiding a prehistoric beast.

These eyes were so cold that they seemed to be able to freeze people's souls.

Everyone present lowered their heads and dared not look up.

Although they wanted to get to know the person in the dragon chariot, the situation was not right now. They did not have the courage to disturb him. They could only secretly guess his identity and hope to get to know him one day.

At this moment, a sudden roar spread in all directions, deafening, and the entire space shook violently, as if the world was turned upside down.

Everyone couldn't help but look up, and they were immediately frightened and trembling, and their pores burst.

The nine-dragon chariot that originally stood on the mountain had disappeared, replaced by a golden dragon throne.

It was dazzling all over, emitting infinite divine light and auspicious breath, extremely sacred, exuding a magnificent and majestic momentum that made people unable to look directly at it.

This dragon throne was thirty feet long and six feet wide, and was covered with golden patterns all over. It was like a real dragon, lifelike and vivid, exuding a strong dragon power, and the momentum it exuded was even more magnificent and majestic, shocking the heavens.

It was suspended in the void, rising slowly, like an ancient mountain that had been sleeping for thousands of years waking up, bursting out a brilliant and dazzling divine light.

Every time it rose a few inches, it would emit endless light and auspicious aura, making the entire Wansheng Mountain fall into a hazy halo.

The aura it exuded became stronger and stronger, like an abyss or a prison, making everyone feel a heavy sense of oppression, almost suffocating.

"This is a treasure of the imperial weapon level!" All the cultivators stared with their eyes wide open, their eyeballs bulged out, and almost fell to the ground.

Emperor Weapon! This is a treasure that only belongs to the Great Emperor. One strike can break the sky and split the earth, destroy everything in its path, and be indestructible. Even if it is just the embryo of an Emperor Weapon, it is still terrifying.

The Emperor Weapon contains the Emperor's power and the law of the Emperor's Way, which can suppress all opponents and look down on everything.

As long as the power of the Emperor Weapon is activated, even if facing an enemy that is several times larger than oneself, it can be killed, and it is unstoppable.

Because it was refined by the Great Emperor, it has the power and aura of the Great Emperor, which is enough to crush all powerful enemies.

This is a supreme treasure. Except for the immortal weapon, it can be called the pinnacle treasure of this world!

This kind of thing is generally used as a treasure to suppress the sect, and it is treasured for thousands of years and rarely appears in front of the world.

Even many quasi-emperors may not have an Emperor Weapon, because it is too scarce. Only the imperial clan forces with a long heritage may leave one or two.

"It's incredible that the Qin royal family actually has such a heaven-defying treasure as the Emperor Weapon!" Everyone was shocked.

"Hiss~~~"

Seeing the prototype of this imperial weapon, countless cultivators took a breath of cold air, all showing a strong greed, and couldn't help swallowing saliva.

The power of the imperial weapon is so terrifying that it is enough to make all major forces scramble for it. Breaking their heads for the imperial weapon is considered light, and it may even cause wars, and the lives of the people will be charred and the world will be stained with blood.

The value of such an imperial weapon is completely inestimable, enough to cause the world to be in turmoil, set off a bloody storm, and make all major forces scramble for it, and even fight.

"Hiss! What kind of force is this that actually took out such an imperial weapon..."

"Such a strong fluctuation, I feel like I'm about to be crushed."

"This is the most exciting moment in my history. I can actually witness the scene of the revival of the imperial weapon with my own eyes. It's really worth the trip."

"Which force's imperial weapon is this? Why haven't I seen it before?!"

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Wansheng Mountain is boiling, and all kinds of voices resound through the sky.

Groups of people were amazed, their blood was boiling, their eyes were shining brightly, they were staring at the dragon throne in the air, their hearts were surging, and they wanted to rush up to watch it.

What is the concept of the imperial weapon?

This is a terrifying treasure that is superior to the holy weapon and only the emperor has. It is the symbol of the overlord of a region, and one blow can destroy a star.

It is like a great emperor descending to the earth, ruling the world, becoming the head of all people, and billions of creatures kneeling at their feet to worship the emperor.

Such a scene is too magnificent, too grand, too terrifying, and it is fascinating and unforgettable.

If you are lucky enough to comprehend the mystery, you may become an invincible emperor, looking down on the past and present, dominating the world, and becoming a great emperor.

No matter who it is, looking at the imperial weapon dragon throne in the air, you can't help but tremble in your heart and body, and have an urge to own it.

Especially those older monks, their hearts were surging, their eyes were blazing, their breathing became rapid, their eyes were red, and they wanted to rush up and snatch the imperial weapon into their hands.

The temptation of the imperial weapon is unparalleled. Anyone who faces the imperial weapon will have a strong desire to possess it, wanting to control it and conquer it.

Any force that possesses the imperial weapon is very terrifying, with supreme majesty and power, and can decide the world with a single word, overlooking the vast world.

The treasure of the imperial weapon level is inestimable in value. It is the foundation of a force, suppressing countless eras and protecting the foundation of thousands of generations.

And now an imperial weapon actually appeared in front of them, making their hearts beat violently, almost crazy.

However, no one dared to rush forward, because they felt that there was a destructive force surrounding the imperial weapon, and a slight collision would destroy it.

Moreover, even a saint could not use the imperial weapon to exert its full power, because it required a huge amount of spiritual energy to support it, and it also consumed a lot of resources.

But now the dragon throne has an extremely amazing power, as if a real dragon is soaring, with a terrifying aura spreading, as if it can burst out with earth-shaking offensive techniques at any time.

There is no doubt that the existence on the dragon throne is an existence that they cannot afford to provoke.

Soon,

they regained their clarity, and a look of fear appeared on their faces. They hurriedly suppressed the greed in their eyes and dared not look at the emperor's weapon again.

Although the emperor's weapon is extremely powerful, it also has strengths and weaknesses. If an ordinary saint holds it, it will definitely not be the opponent of the quasi-emperor.

But if a quasi-emperor holds it, it will be completely the opposite. It is extremely terrifying, sweeping across a group of saints. No one can resist, and there is only one way to surrender, no second way.

The gap between the saint and the quasi-emperor is too big, there is simply a natural chasm that cannot be crossed, cannot be crossed.

"Buzz!"

The dragon throne suddenly glowed, emitting a brilliant glow, and dropped endless runes, densely packed, shrouding the void, covering all directions.

Then, these runes began to interweave, outlining a series of blurred patterns, with the sun, moon, stars flickering, the earth and the continent rising and falling, and the star field evolving.

The emperor's might was majestic, the divine power was fierce, and the endless runes intertwined, dropping down a myriad of brilliance, like a dream, covering the entire Wansheng Mountain, turning the entire area into a unique world that people could not look directly at.

"Pudong".

Many young talents could not help but kneel down, their faces pale and trembling.

Even though they were tens of thousands of meters away, they still felt a tremendous pressure.

Even the saints felt their heartbeats speed up, their blood boiling, and a great pressure enveloped their bodies, making them suffocate.

This was a kind of pressure from the depths of their blood, which made people tremble.

At this moment, everyone was silent, not daring to say a word.

They didn't even dare to breathe.

"Your Majesty!"

At this moment, more than thirty long rainbows flew from the sky and landed near the dragon throne. They all saluted respectfully with pious eyes.

They were the group of women with stunning looks.

They had graceful postures, moving gestures, and exquisite bodies. Every move they made attracted the eight wastelands and six directions, outlining flawless curves, beautiful enough to dazzle people.

They bowed and saluted one after another, their postures swaying, each of them was as beautiful as a fairy, transcendent and unworldly, like a flower blooming in the clouds.

They all knelt on the ground, respectful.

"Get up." The figure said indifferently, without any joy, anger, sorrow or happiness in his tone. His voice was very ethereal and majestic, making everyone present in a trance and almost fainting.

The figure did not appear, still sitting on the nine-dragon chariot, shrouded in a hazy glow, as majestic as the gods of heaven.

"Thank you, Lord!" The beautiful women bowed, then stood up and served silently beside him.

"Is this... the Emperor of Heaven?" Seeing this scene, a middle-aged monk whispered to himself cautiously, with dense sweat oozing from his forehead.

He almost knelt on the ground just now, but fortunately he controlled himself in time, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

At this moment, he looked at the figure high above, overlooking the sky, and his heart was pounding.

The other monks were also sweating profusely, their hearts were beating wildly, their hands and feet were shaking with excitement, and they were trembling all over, with an urge to worship.

Fortunately, at this time, the light of the dragon throne gradually dissipated, revealing its true face. It was a golden dragon throne with golden ripples flowing.

On the dragon throne, a young man sat cross-legged, his skin was crystal clear, as if it was carved out of glass, his black hair was draped over his shoulders, his eyes were sharp and intimidating, full of supreme majesty, like an immortal emperor on patrol.

He wore a dragon robe and a crown of the highest rank on his head. His whole body was shining with divine light, surging with endless light rain, and the auspicious aura was rising, making this place look like a dream.

The invisible pressure was relieved, and everyone slowly calmed down, staring at the figure with strange eyes, their eyes were extremely hot, and they were shocked.

This is a young man, how can he give people a sense of invincibility?

Is he really the reincarnation of a great emperor?

Thinking of this, everyone had such a thought in their heads, and their hearts trembled.