Chapter 493 I Am the Lord of the Great Qin! (1/2)

They thought so, not only because of the imperial dragon throne.

It was also because the boy was so strong that he gave them unparalleled oppression.

There was an impulse to surrender, which made them respectful and fearful, and extremely terrified.

Except for the emperor, those saints had never felt such terrible power.

This breath seemed to come from the ancient times, with many characteristics such as mystery, vicissitudes, and majesty.

It was like the supreme king who looked down on all living things from a high place, making people worship and surrender involuntarily.

It seemed that even the laws of heaven and earth seemed to be controlled by him, and he could destroy everything with just a flick of his fingers.

They even felt that if the boy in front of them wanted to kill them, they would not be able to escape at all.

Because their strength was far inferior to that of the boy.

Moreover, under the boy's terrible breath, their spirit, blood, and physique were greatly suppressed, and their strength was greatly reduced, making it difficult to exert their peak.

"What's going on?"

They were in doubt and shocked.

"Could it be... he has broken through the shackles?" a saint said in horror.

The hearts of several other saints jumped: "How is it possible!"

If this is true, doesn't it mean that the boy has surpassed them and reached another realm, infinitely close to the legendary emperor realm?

Although they were unwilling to believe it, they had to admit that it was very likely.

After all, the scene in front of them was incredible and completely contrary to common sense.

Even though they were saints and had witnessed countless miracles, and even the existence of the great emperor had witnessed it with their own eyes, they still couldn't see through the depth of this boy, let alone what realm he had reached.

Maybe he really succeeded in breaking through the shackles and breaking some kind of shackles?

He just sat on the dragon chair, looking down at the people present, his eyes were sharp and fierce, with a coercive breath, making people bow their heads involuntarily.

Those saints, great powers, etc. all held their breath and stared at the figure nervously, fearing to miss any details.

Even those old monsters who have lived for a long time are no exception, and their hearts are surging.

Compared with the imperial soldier, what they are more afraid of now is the young man on the dragon throne.

The imperial soldier is dead, but people are alive.

The sects of the saints present all have one or two, or even more imperial soldiers in their sects.

If they want, they can bring out the imperial soldiers to shock the heroes.

But the young man in front of them is completely different. He is very likely to have extremely powerful combat power. Once he takes action, no one can stop him.

Therefore, when the young man sat on the dragon throne, no one dared to mess around, and they all shut up obediently.

"Who... are you?" A white-haired old man endured for a long time, and finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.

Hearing this, the young man slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on the man.

In an instant, the white-haired old man trembled all over and his face changed miserably.

I felt a cold knife on my neck, sharp and suffocating.

"I shouldn't ask this..." The old man lowered his head and his voice trembled slightly.

Under the sharp eyes of the young man, he had no doubt that if he said one more word, he would be killed on the spot.

Under the gaze of the young man, he felt his legs soften and almost collapsed to the ground.

If there was no one beside him to support him, he would have knelt down long ago.

Although he was a saint and his cultivation was very powerful, he did not dare to compete with the young man in front of him.

"I am the Lord of Daqin." The young man retracted his gaze and said lightly, his tone was calm and without any emotion.

Although he was a saint and his cultivation was very powerful, he did not dare to compete with the young man in front of him.

In an instant, the terrible sense of oppression dissipated, which made people feel relieved.

The old man also breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

At that moment just now, he almost peed himself.

But it was not his fault. The aura of this young man was too terrifying, completely crushing the saint.

Especially those eyes, which seemed to contain the universe and the stars, so that he could not raise the slightest thought of resistance.

But in this way, everyone finally confirmed it.

This young man was indeed the master of the Great Qin!

But why did his aura surpass that of the saint?

They simply couldn't believe it.

The emperor fell, and thousands of years passed.

In the secular world, there was actually such a young and peerless overlord?

And they were completely unaware of it, and didn't even hear a little rumor.

If they hadn't met this young man today, I'm afraid they would never know that there was such a force on this continent.

"So he is the Emperor Qin."

"No wonder he is so extraordinary, his manners and conversation are so different from ours, no wonder he can sit on the dragon throne and rule the nine states!"

"He is indeed the true Lord of the Great Qin. His aura can crush the saints. I am afraid he has already surpassed the category of saints."

"Am I seeing wrong? No matter how you look at the bone age of the Emperor Qin, he is only in his twenties!"

"How is this possible? How can there be a quasi-emperor in his twenties in this world?"

Many saints talked about it, all of them could not hide their horror and shock.

Many saints looked at the young man with strong fear and fear.

Even if they were old monsters who had lived for a long time, had seen all kinds of storms and waves, and had a strong will, they could not keep their faces unchanged at this moment.

Because it is too exaggerated.

They simply cannot imagine a quasi-emperor in his twenties.

Even at their peak, that was something they could not even imagine.

Not to mention that it is almost impossible to reach such a level when you are around twenty years old.

This is unreasonable!

Only the legendary immortal-level physique - Chaos Immortal Body, can

do this.

But even the Chaos Immortal Body may not be able to reach such a level.

After all, the excellence of the immortal-level physique is unquestionable, but the Chaos Immortal Body is not invincible.

Moreover, the Chaos Immortal Body is a legendary thing, and it has never appeared in the history of the entire human race.

What a terrifying thing is this?

A young boy who becomes an emperor is destined to stir up the heavens and the worlds, overturn the sedimentation of the ages, and make billions of creatures look up and bow down.

Qin Mu sat quietly on the dragon chair, looking at the fiery eyes of the people around him, with some contempt in his heart.

In fact, the value of the dragon chair under his buttocks is far less than that of the nine-dragon chariot just now, but these people seem to have only seen this dragon chair and ignored the nine-dragon chariot.

This is a bit short-sighted.

Of course, with their eyesight, it is normal that they can't see it.

In fact, Qin Mu didn't want to show off with the dragon chair under his buttocks, he just wanted to find a chair to sit on.

And the worst chair in his storage ring is the imperial dragon chair under his buttocks.

Of course, this dragon chair is not bad. Although it is not as good as the nine-dragon chariot, it is also a genuine imperial weapon with amazing power, enough to suppress the existence of the saint realm.

Qin Mu sat on the dragon chair, with one hand on his chin and the other hand on the dragon table. He looked leisurely and comfortable, as if he was resting in his own courtyard, enjoying the rare tranquility.

He glanced around casually and looked away.

Except for those saints, there was no one here who was worthy of his attention.

The first reason why he was so high-profile this time was to show the strength of Daqin and announce the existence of Daqin to the world.

Presumably, after today, the entire human race will know the reputation of Daqin.

Second, it was to attract more people and more forces to join Daqin in the future.

When he reigns over the world one day in the future, if those forces are willing to take the initiative to join Daqin, then everyone will be happy.

If they are unwilling, then it is not his fault.

Qin Mu made a lot of back-ups on the way here, and those back-ups will be the means for Daqin to unify the human race.

For Qin Mu, there are only two kinds of people left in this world - one is his own people, and the other is the enemy.

Therefore, he will never show mercy to those forces who do not know what is good for them.

Of course, there must be stubborn people in this world who know what is good for them.

For these stubborn people, Qin Mu usually has only one way to go - that is to destroy them!

This is also his usual style, and he will not leave any troubles.

Now, Qin Mu obviously intends to provide a demonstration gift to those stubborn people first, so that they can weigh their own weight.

As for the remaining smart people, he will slowly examine them and finally choose whether to accept them and let them join Daqin.

But now is not the time.

"Everyone, I, Daqin, come here uninvited, and I hope you can give me more advice."

Qin Mu said lightly, his voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the whole venue, deafening, making people's souls tremble, and they were frightened.

The saints looked at each other, their eyes were full of vigilance and fear.

They have been in this world for so long, and they are already old foxes. Just by Daqin's appearance, they know that this young man is not here with good intentions.

Otherwise, who would show the emperor's weapon right away?

He is so strong and aggressive, with a posture of being high above and holding the power of life and death.

And there was a clear sense of blame in his words. They were such a powerful force, but they didn't receive an invitation to the centennial celebration. Isn't this looking down on Daqin?

Everyone looked at each other, their faces changing unpredictably, as if they were exchanging opinions with each other.

This young man may have a chaotic immortal body, and he is so tyrannical and domineering. If such a person cannot be won over, then he must not be provoked.

But at the same time, if Daqin is allowed to rise, Daqin may really be above them in the future.

This is something that they, the giants standing at the top of the pyramid of the human race, absolutely cannot allow to happen.

After all, they are used to looking down on the common people, used to commanding the world, and letting billions of lives kneel down and worship.

If Daqin really grows up, then they will no longer be able to dominate, and at that time they will become a subsidiary of Daqin.

This is something they will never tolerate.

But the question is, is Daqin an enemy or a friend?

Their minds are racing, and it is difficult to make a decision for a while.

Moreover, the leaders of the four holy places in Daoxuan Domain had not yet arrived at Wansheng Mountain, so they did not dare to speak carelessly for the time being.

"I did not know that the distinguished guest was coming. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. Please forgive me."

Finally, an old woman came out. Her hair and beard were all white, her skin was loose and wrinkled, her face was full of traces of vicissitudes of life, her body was hunched, but her eyes were particularly bright.

This was a saint-level existence, with a long life span and a long life. She was considered a very powerful group of people in the world.

She bowed with both hands, bowed slightly, with a kind smile on her face, kind eyes, and looked very kind, which made people feel good.

Others saw this and bowed forward.

"Haha, your majesty is joking." Another big man in green stood up, bowed and said with a smile: "Your majesty's visit to our Daoxuan domain is a great event. We can't wait to welcome you. How can we give you advice or not."

"Your majesty, it is a blessing for our human race that you can come, but your majesty came too suddenly this time, without even saying hello, and we are not prepared..."

An old Taoist stroked his beard and asked.

The old man was thin, smiling, and looked kind, but he stood at the front of the crowd, with a deep breath, and he was a saint king!

Looking at the attitude of these people who were neither humble nor arrogant, the saints of other major forces nodded secretly.

Everyone had their own ulterior motives, and everyone was on guard against each other. There was no need to pretend to be humble, otherwise they would be looked down upon by the other party. It would be better to show a friendly attitude.

Qin Mu saw the attitudes of these big men, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved.

As long as this group of people don't make trouble, he is willing to play along with them.

Qin Mu said lightly: "I came here mainly to attend the Centennial Ceremony, and I have no other intentions. You don't have to worry."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed with a haze, and then he laughed dryly and said: "Since Your Majesty has no ill intentions, we are naturally happy to welcome you."

Qin Mu nodded and said: "I have just arrived and am not familiar with the affairs of Daoxuan Realm. I wonder if there is anything I can help you with?"

The old Taoist's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he smiled and said: "Your Majesty is polite. Your Majesty is such a great man. How can you trouble Your Majesty with such a trivial matter. Besides, Your Majesty's visit to our Daoxuan Realm this time has already flattered us. If we still ask Your Majesty for help, wouldn't it be a shame for us."

He said this without a single flaw, one sentence after another, and there was no chance to refuse at all.

Qin Mu narrowed his eyes slightly. This old man was quite cunning and wanted to use this matter to test him.

However, he was not angry, but just laughed: "In this case, I will wait quietly for the celebration to begin."

The old man hesitated for a moment and asked: "I wonder if Your Majesty wants to attend this celebration in person?"

He could also see that the bone age of the Lord of Great Qin opposite him was only in his early twenties, which was completely in line with the rules of this celebration.

But if this Lord of Great Qin participated in the celebration, with his strength, there would be no suspense at all for the first place.

"I will not participate, they will participate on behalf of Great Qin." Qin Mu pointed to Jiang Luoshen beside him and said lightly.

Hearing this, everyone was relieved.

Especially those young talents who participated in the celebration, they finally put their minds at ease.

The Lord of Great Qin was extremely powerful. If he really wanted to participate in the celebration, I am afraid that they would not get any benefits today.

But now that he has agreed not to participate, it will be easy.

Jiang Luoshen looked at the people who seemed to be relieved, and her beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold.