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In the Wasteland, located at the northernmost edge bordering the Boundless Desert, the city lay desolate and devoid of life, with no rain falling throughout the year.
In the year 10,035 of the Zhonghuang Calendar, a massive and majestic Giant City suddenly appeared in the skies above the Wasteland. The Giant City floated like a divine being, watching over every move in the Cultivation realm.
At the center of the Giant City's grand entrance were two ancient characters inscribed: Cloud Wasteland.
Under the leadership of Li Mo and Luban, Cloud Ruins City underwent a remarkable transformation. It was equipped with many advanced devices and weapons, and various sophisticated machines were operational. Li Mo had cultivated an advanced team, and numerous electronic devices combined with military-grade weaponry powered by spiritual stones became extraordinarily powerful.
In the Training Ground of Cloud Ruins City, Song Baliang joyfully wielded a machine gun, exclaiming, "This thing is amazing! Not only is it incredibly powerful, but it also saves a lot of effort."
Meanwhile, under Li Mo's technological guidance, Luban began designing various advanced tools. After seeing the assortment of tools brought from Earth by Zhao Yang, Luban was profoundly inspired. He then burst forth with creativity, designing peculiar gadgets that operated on energy provided by spiritual stones, bringing joy to everyone involved.
Zhao Yang approached, holding Yu Qingsnow with one hand and Liu Rou with the other. He asked Li Mo, "How is that matter progressing?"
Li Mo replied respectfully, "It has been taken care of."
Zhao Yang inquired further, "What is its power like?"
Li Mo explained, "No one can survive it; not even a single cell will be spared. In my research on cultivators' cells, I discovered that their vitality is ten to a thousand times greater than that of ordinary humans. Your cellular vitality falls within this range as well. This confirms our previous hypothesis: if we can destroy a cultivator's cells or find something that counters them, we can easily kill them. That weapon contains an extremely powerful Nuclear Pulse capable of destroying a cultivator's cells within 0.1 seconds, causing them to decompose or mutate." Li Mo then produced a small remote control and handed it to Zhao Yang. "The red button here is the activation switch. Once pressed, you must be at least a hundred miles away within three seconds. No one else can escape that quickly; if you fail to leave in time, even you won't escape death."
"What kind of weapon possesses such immense power? Junior brother, what exactly are you up to?" Song Baliang asked in astonishment upon overhearing their conversation.
Zhao Yang replied, "It's a type of weapon. I believe there are those who won't let us off easily—like the ever-watchful High Priest and the Yinshan Five Elders. There may even be uncertainties lurking around; I'm just taking precautions."
Three months later, when everything was ready, Zhao Yang announced that he would ascend to emperor three days hence. With supreme Divine Sense, he proclaimed to the world that all cultivators at or above the Mahayana stage must come to Cloud Ruins City to pay their respects; otherwise, they would be deemed rebellious.
Within these three months, several Old Monsters attempting to Transcend Tribulation and Ascend had all failed; no one could ascend under the thunder tribulation.
On the day of the coronation, everyone prepared a feast, but aside from a few familiar faces of Zhao Yang, the rest were monks from Xuanfo Temple.
"They truly look down on us!" Song Baliang fumed. His junior brother was becoming emperor, yet no one came to pay their respects. He was ready to unleash a massacre.
However, a cultivator reported that those people had gone to the Central Sovereign's palace because someone had already ascended to the throne.
"Who dares to be so bold?!" Song Baliang shouted in anger.
"It is Queen Zhao Yu," the messenger replied.
Everyone was stunned. Zhao Yu had taken over the Central Sovereign's palace and become the Zhongzhou Emperor?
A little girl actually wanted to be an empress, but did she know how to govern a country?
A group of people stood atop Cloud Ruins City, gazing at the clear sky and warm sunlight. As evening approached, no one came. Everyone thought Zhao Yang intended to show off before he was struck down by the thunder tribulation. Despite his high qualifications, he could not survive the Nine Star Thunder Tribulation. Since his sister had ascended to the throne, it was only natural for him to celebrate her.
"Forget it, let her make a fuss," Zhao Yang waved his hand dismissively.
Just then, dark clouds suddenly gathered above the Zhongzhou Imperial Palace. Zhao Yang, in Cloud Ruins City, frowned and said, "I intended to draw trouble here, but this girl has taken it upon herself. Prepare for battle."
Upon hearing this, several individuals quickly armed themselves with new weapons and gathered around Zhao Yang. He twisted through space and arrived above the imperial city within three breaths. Below him loomed dark clouds, and five elders in black robes looked down from above. One of them arrogantly declared, "A mere child dares to claim the throne! Don't think that just because you're an unknown nobody that we wouldn't crush you with a single finger—even if Rebel Son himself came!"
"You audacious fool! How dare you disrespect the Empress? Kneel and beg for death!" shouted a young genius at the Great Ascension stage, pointing at the Yinshan Five Elders amidst the dark clouds.
The Yinshan Three Elders laughed, "A mere ant, truly unaware of the vastness of the heavens and the earth." As he spoke, he pointed a finger, and the void twisted. The young talent who had spoken shattered into pieces, dying on the spot.
"Arrogant! Today, we of the Tribulation Period are all present here. You come in and kill without regard for us?" an elder with gray hair and beard shouted.
"A bunch of old, lifeless pests! You don't even dare to face the Heavenly Tribulation, yet you dare to call yourselves our equals? One hand is enough to suppress you!" The Yinshan Three Elders laughed heartily again, their large hand pressing down toward the speaker.
The elder realized he was no match and immediately knelt before the queen on the throne, crying out, "Your Majesty, save me!"
Zhao Yu finally lifted his gaze toward the Yinshan Three Elders who had acted. "To be so reckless before me today, I shall unleash a massacre to set an example, lest some blind fools disregard my authority."
The Yinshan Three Elders laughed loudly, just about to speak when they suddenly felt a tickle in their throats, as if something had burrowed inside them. The next moment, an explosion rang out, blood mist scattering as the Yinshan Five Elders' bodies exploded, dying on the spot.
A flower made of flesh and blood took root before everyone’s eyes. On its petals, the Divine Soul of the Yinshan Three Elders revealed fear; they did not understand what had happened!
"This woman is unusual; we must join forces to eliminate her!" The Yinshan Five Elders communicated telepathically and immediately merged their energies into a massive and terrifying shadow.
To intimidate all present, Zhao Yu decided to use his strongest technique to take down the Yinshan Five Elders in one fell swoop.
Myriad Blossoms, All Lives—branches stretched across the sky as a sea of flowers suddenly appeared within the palace. Countless tendrils began to strangle the Ordinary Cultivators of the Tribulation Period. One giant blood-red flower after another bloomed, devouring toward the Yinshan Five Elders.
The Yinshan Five Elders slashed through countless blood-red flowers in that sea but were pushed into a corner by thousands of blossoms. Just when they thought they were about to be defeated, a holy shout pierced through the endless floral expanse, shattering many vibrant flowers and killing countless cultivators at the Great Ascension stage.
Zhao Yu was furious and immediately summoned the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token. With its emergence, even True Immortals could be suppressed. The Yinshan Five Elders, even when combined into one entity, were no match and found themselves pinned beneath the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token, unable to move.
"Why aren't you making your move?" roared the Yinshan Two Elders as they looked toward a certain point in the void.
The void shattered, and a gray-haired old man clad in a Ritual Robe appeared. The moment he emerged, everyone felt a severe sense of suffocation, as if the air had been sucked away. This man was the High Priest.
The High Priest remained motionless, and several blue lights shot out from him, weaving through the crowd. Before anyone could comprehend what was happening, a large number of people fell dead. A few Old Monsters roared in anger and charged at the High Priest, determined to kill him with their strongest attacks.
The void collapsed, and the High Priest's eyes revealed the sun and moon. Several were killed on the spot. An enraged White-Haired Taoist realized that one of the fallen was his disciple. He took out a Dao Treasure, square-shaped and about seven inches long, and hurled it at the High Priest.
The High Priest's hand turned to Chaos as he flicked his fingers to deflect it, but unexpectedly, he was still forced to retreat.
At that moment, Zhao Yu unleashed his technique of blooming flowers with a thought, causing an explosion behind the High Priest. The High Priest barely dodged it. Zhao Yu's palm opened again, and the High Priest evaded once more. The ground beneath him erupted into petals with each step he took, each one more perilous than the last.
Suddenly, sixteen beams of sword light descended from above. Zhao Yang seized the opportunity to trap the High Priest within a sword formation. A wicked smile crept across his lips as he commanded, "Open fire!"
Then, Zhao Yang along with Long Xiao Wu and Nangong Wuxin brandished modified machine guns and unleashed a barrage at the High Priest. Bullets mixed with lasers filled the air; even though the High Priest activated his defenses, he was still battered mercilessly. Li Mo and Zhao Yang had tested the power of their machine guns before; they could easily penetrate steel plates up to ten inches thick. No matter how strong the High Priest's defenses were, there was still a limit—after all, he was not an immortal.
Suddenly, Song Baliang hoisted a small cannon onto his shoulder and fired directly at the High Priest. A plume of white smoke soared into the air.
Boom!
The High Priest's defenses shattered explosively, followed by an even fiercer barrage that left him bloodied and screaming in agony. However, such an assault could not kill him. Just as Zhao Yang prepared to summon Flying Knife's Glimmer, the High Priest's eyes spun with celestial bodies as he attempted to reverse this outcome.
Zhao Yang snorted disdainfully; Martial Arts Heavenly Eye immediately shot forth a beam of purple light. The High Priest screamed in pain as he covered his eyes, blood tears streaming down his face—a truly terrifying sight.
"What is this Sun and Moon Divine Eye? It's merely an eye that manipulates space! You will never escape my grasp!" Zhao Yang declared.
The High Priest laughed heartily in response: "You will bear the brunt of six-star thunder tribulations! For thousands of years I have not dared to Transcend Tribulation; do you really think I fear Mystic Warriors? I only fear thunder tribulations!"
The High Priest finished speaking, chanting incantations as the heavens trembled and dark clouds loomed overhead. The crowd looked up in terror, witnessing six stars appearing above the palace. Suddenly, a purple lightning bolt descended without warning, leaving no chance to intervene.
As the purple lightning approached the imperial city, the onlookers realized its massive size, with a diameter exceeding one hundred meters. The air crackled with energy, clothes flapped violently, and even the void began to ignite.
However, Zhao Yang remained unfazed. Beside him, Li Mo was equally transfixed. In the final second, Zhao Yang led everyone through the void, transporting them a hundred miles away as a thunderous roar echoed in the distance.
The panic in the crowd had not yet subsided when the Thunder Sound calmed down. Zhao Yang brought everyone back through the void to their original location. On the ground, the Sixteen Supreme Killing Swords bathed in a sea of lightning, radiating electric light, while the High Priest's body had been shattered into pieces, leaving only a flickering remnant of his Divine Soul.
"I never expected that after hiding for three thousand years, I would ultimately be unable to Ascend. Rebel Son, with the Nine Star Thunder Tribulation descending upon the world, I will await you in the Yellow Springs," the High Priest declared before vanishing into thin air.
The place where the Yinshan Five Elders had been was now empty. When Zhao Yang teleported everyone away, Zhao Yu had retrieved the Yin Yang Holy Fire Token, allowing the Yinshan Five Elders to tear through the void and escape in that critical moment.
Before anyone could catch their breath, a louder sound erupted from afar, shaking nearly the entire Five Elements Continent as if mountains were collapsing.
A Dao Fire red pillar shot straight into the heavens, piercing a hole through the celestial realm!
Zhao Yang gazed into the distance; indeed, it was the Zhao Clan Imperial Family that was undergoing this upheaval!
"This is bad! We must stop them!" Zhao Yang urged as he led everyone once again through the void towards the Zhao Clan Imperial Family.
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