Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The current environment of the imperial dynasty, nourished by eight dragon veins, has undergone earth-shattering changes. At a glance, the rivers and mountains are shrouded in mist, with radiant glows and auspicious lights everywhere. Holy spiritual spring water gurgles and flows between the cracks in the rocks.

Mi Qing had never seen such an excellent environment before; it was simply a treasure land that cultivators dream of!

"Brother Jun, is this your imperial dynasty's territory? After countless ages, has the environment of heaven and earth become so conducive to cultivation today?"

Mi Kong surveyed the vast mountains and rivers in shock, truly astonished and feeling incredulous!

In such an environment, the holy spiritual essence is so dense that it condenses into clouds, floating in the high sky and lingering in the mountains and forests.

"You're right. This is a great era, and the environment of heaven and earth is changing, becoming increasingly beneficial to cultivation. However, the excellent environment possessed by my imperial dynasty is not due to the changes in the overall environment of heaven and earth, but rather to the several dragon veins beneath the earth."

"Several dragon veins?"

Before this, Mi Kong had already learned a little about the Dawn Dynasty.

A newly established imperial dynasty actually has two dragon veins? This is truly astonishing. The number of dragon veins doesn't seem to match the dynasty's current strength, yet no one has come to snatch the dragon veins.

"Wow~ I like it here so much. With such an environment, the speed of cultivation will definitely increase greatly. Benefiting from the environment, the imperial dynasty will inevitably develop rapidly. In the future, we will dominate the starry sky, intimidate all races, reign supreme over the world, and no one will dare to disobey!"

Mi Qing waved her fist, her beautiful eyes full of excitement, which made Jun Wushang and Linglong a little speechless. This girl seems to have violent tendencies.

"Brother Jun, it's settled. If there is a war in the future, let Xiao Qing and I be the vanguard. We are not interested in anything else, we just like to fight. If we don't fight for a day, we feel like the bones in our bodies are itching."

Mi Kong was also full of excitement, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

He was thinking that as the imperial dynasty develops, there will inevitably be many battles in the future. Wouldn't that be enough to satisfy his craving for fighting?

"If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Living in this era, are you still afraid of not having fights?"

Jun Wushang couldn't help but laugh. He naturally wouldn't refuse. The Fighting Saint Immortal Clan exists for battle by nature. What flows in their bodies is the blood of fighting, and they were once called the blood of madness.

Of course, he was very happy for Mi Kong and Mi Qing to serve in his imperial dynasty. The descendants of the two Fighting Saint Immortal Clans are hard to find even with a lantern.

"Brother Jun, why do I feel like there's something wrong with your eyes?" Mi Kong looked at him with some doubt and said, "Brother Jun, you wouldn't be secretly happy because you're treating us as free thugs, would you?"

"Do I need to be secretly happy? I rescued you. Shouldn't you stay by my side and serve the imperial dynasty?" Jun Wushang retorted. Mi Kong wanted to refute when he heard this, but he didn't know how to refute, and he scratched his head in anxiety.

"Brother Jun's kindness, Mi Qing and my brother should repay. Besides, the environment of the imperial dynasty is excellent, and we definitely won't find it anywhere else, so even if Brother Jun drives us siblings away, we won't leave."

"Mi Qing still speaks nicely. Your brother's mouth is poisonous, and he's easily beaten with just one mouth."

When Mi Kong heard this, he scratched his head in a flurry. If he could beat Jun Wushang and the strength gap wasn't too big, he would have rushed up and beaten Jun Wushang's face to a pulp, letting him know why the flowers are so red.

"Where do you want to settle down? You siblings can choose your own place, or should I have someone arrange a mansion for you? I'm just afraid you won't be used to living in the city."

"In this matter, hehe, there's no need to trouble Brother Jun. We'll choose our own place. The Golden Armor Clan, the Illusionary Thunder Clan, the Taiji Divine Beast Clan, and the Weapon Refining Sect, we'll just be next to any of them. I won't say anymore, I'm going to prepare materials to build a home."

Mi Kong said and ran away directly, disappearing in a puff of smoke.

"Brother Jun, I'm sorry for making you laugh."

Mi Qing expressed her apology. Her brother just doesn't pay attention to details when getting along with people, which easily makes people feel unhappy.

"It's okay. You go too. After building your residence, calm down and cultivate. There shouldn't be a chance for you to fight in the near future."

"Yes, then Mi Qing will take her leave."

"This pair of siblings..." Linglong looked at Mi Qing's departing back and said, "Their blood energy is long and vigorous like a dragon. Their life essence is many times stronger than cultivators of the same realm. The intensity of their talent growth is outrageous! Having this pair of siblings by Junior Brother's side is really like finding a treasure..."

"Yes, their bloodline is extremely powerful, and their future achievements have a very high limit."

"They are body refiners. Could it be that the bloodline characteristics of this Fighting Saint Immortal Clan are specifically for refining the body?"

......

At the same time, Ji Prefecture, the Imperial Capital of Ji Earth.

The imperial palace of the Ji Earth Dynasty is located in this city.

Inside the magnificent and imposing hall, the Emperor of Ji Earth sat on the dragon throne, wearing a soil-golden dragon robe, with his hands placed on his knees, overlooking everyone in the hall.

"My lords, please tell me, what are your opinions on this matter?"

The Emperor of Ji Earth scanned everyone, with no emotion visible on his face, but between his words, the vast imperial power made everyone in the hall tremble in their hearts.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I believe that we should wait for now. It is best not to do anything and see the reaction of that young master from Fallen Red Dust, waiting for his news will be more stable."

"I second that! This time, our dynasty lost Elder Wang of the Holy Hall because we underestimated the strength of the strong person guarding the Dawn Dynasty, thinking that she would not dare to challenge that half-step supreme. Now it seems that we were clearly wrong. The death of Elder Wang of the Holy Hall must be related to that strong person. Since she dares to kill our Elder Wang, she will definitely anger the half-step supreme of Fallen Red Dust, so waiting for news is still the best choice for us now."

"I also think so. I believe we will soon receive news from the people we have lurking in the Dawn Dynasty, and we will make a decision after understanding the specific situation. Perhaps, that strong person from the Dawn Dynasty has already been killed by the half-step supreme of Fallen Red Dust!"

......

In the hall, the ministers almost unified their opinions, and all the advice revolved around waiting and seeing how things develop.

Among these people, only a middle-aged man wearing a python robe had a livid face, gloomy eyes, a protruding ridge on his face, and a murderous aura permeating his body!

"Report—"

At this moment, a loud voice came from outside the imperial palace hall, and the ending sound was very long, approaching from far to near at an extremely fast speed.

In a moment, the man came to the entrance of the imperial palace hall, knelt down on both knees, and said loudly, "Reporting to Your Majesty, news has come from Qing Prefecture!"

Suddenly, the ministers in the hall almost turned around at the same time, focusing their eyes on the person who brought the news.

"Present it quickly!"

The Emperor of Ji Earth's calm face showed a hint of anticipation, he wanted to know the specific news from Qing Prefecture too much.

The person who brought the news hurried into the hall, knelt in the center of the hall, opened his palm, and the talisman letter clenched in his palm flew up and landed in the hands of the Emperor of Ji Earth.

When his eyes fell on the content written in the talisman letter, the expectant expression on his face at the beginning disappeared, replaced by solemnity, then turned gloomy, and finally his hands trembled slightly.

With a bang!

The Emperor of Ji Earth slammed the talisman letter heavily on the dragon case in front of him, and a burst of true energy swept out in an instant, impacting the ministers in the hall, most of whom were unsteady on their feet and took several steps back!

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. I wonder what is written on the talisman letter?"

The ministers had a bad feeling, otherwise, how could the emperor be so furious? The emperor, who had always been unreadable, had actually lost his composure at this time!

"Look for yourselves!"

The Emperor of Ji Earth took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and the rise and fall of his chest calmed down slightly. With a wave of his sleeve, the talisman letter flew up from the dragon case and floated in the sky in the center of the hall. The content projected into the void, and everyone present could see it clearly.

The content of the talisman letter stunned the ministers of the Ji Earth Dynasty, it was simply unbelievable.

Among these people, the middle-aged man in the python robe with a gloomy face before, now had bloodshot eyes, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, his body was shaking violently, and his whole person exuded an extremely cold aura, full of violent killing intent!

He is one of the many princes of the Ji Earth Dynasty, Marquis Wu, Zhao Hui, Zhao Ce's father.

He is one of the few princes who hold real power among the thirty-six princes of the Ji Earth Dynasty!

At this time, his heart was bleeding, the pain was like twisting, as if someone had stabbed a knife into his heart and twisted the handle fiercely.

When the soul tablet left at home by his son broke, he knew that his son had fallen, but he did not expect his son to die so miserably!

The highest authority of the Dawn Dynasty in Qing Prefecture actually sucked up his son's true energy and essence in public, and also twisted off his son's head and hung it on a stone pillar in the square!

"Ah!! You surnamed Jun, this Marquis will never stand with you! If I don't kill you, destroy your country, it will be difficult to extinguish this Marquis' hatred!"

Marquis Wu Zhao Hui could no longer control his emotions. Even though he was in the court and the emperor was here, he still entered a berserk state! That was his only son, his only descendant!

Over the past few decades, how much effort and emotion has he put into his son Zhao Ce!

Now that Ce'er has fallen, and died so tragically, his head was twisted off and hung on a stone pillar, how can he, as a father, endure it!

In the hall, everyone sighed secretly and looked at Marquis Wu Zhao Hui with sympathetic eyes.

It was really too miserable, to have his head hung up after death. The news said that Zhao Ce was sucked into a mummy, and his head was like a skeleton, which was quite miserable and terrifying.

The Emperor of the Sacrificial Earth Dynasty did not blame Zhao Hui for his rudeness and loss of composure in his presence. Instead, he comforted him, saying, “My dear minister Zhao, I know you are grieving and resentful at the loss of your beloved son. Please, restrain your grief. I am deeply saddened by the death of the heir, Zhao Ce. You have lost your only son, and I have lost a pillar of our dynasty's future! However, I hope you will not grieve too much. This revenge must be taken. The Dawn Dynasty is merely a newly established dynasty with no foundation. They dare to oppose my Sacrificial Earth Dynasty simply because they have a strong backer. They are overestimating themselves and courting death!”

“My Emperor…”

Zhao Hui's tiger eyes were filled with tears, his face full of sorrow and hatred.

“My dear minister Zhao, you must remain calm. Judging from the current situation, news from that young master of the Mortal World Sect should arrive soon. When it does, it won't be too late for us to deal with the Dawn Dynasty! That arrogant Jun Wuxie will surely pay a heavy price for his actions!”

“Thank you, Your Majesty, for understanding my grief over the loss of my beloved son. I was indeed being unseemly!”

Zhao Hui was, after all, a Marquis. Such a figure possessed an extremely strong control over his own emotions. Even though his heart was filled with boundless killing intent, he forcibly prevented himself from losing control.