It's only three years old, what kind of whitewashing system is this?

Chapter 277 Birthday

Emperor Qian swallowed hard, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

There are no Emperor-level experts in the Heavenly Origin Realm; the highest combat power is that of a Great Sage.

Any Great Sage is an invincible being, and no means can limit him.

Even if besieged, we will never be afraid and will never be defeated.

This is also the source of Cang Daoyan's confidence to challenge the Great Qian Dynasty; he can come and go as he pleases.

The worst outcome would be the annihilation of his subordinates and retaliation against his sect.

Life and fortune reside within oneself; they do not follow the dragon veins or spiritual veins.

As long as they lie low for a period of time, or seek to join forces with the enemies of the Great Qian Dynasty.

No one can refuse the olive branch extended by the Great Sage, and one day he will be able to make a comeback.

But now, in front of a quasi-emperor, the Great Sage is as fragile as an ant.

With a flick of his whisk, Ancestor Cangmu swept away Cang Daoyan's body and soul in an instant.

Only a single, wondrous flower remained, floating in the air.

On the lotus, Meng Wuchen from the Southern Region exclaimed, "Ancestor, I was bewitched by that evil Taoist and went astray."

"Please let me go home..."

boom!

Without wasting any words, King Taibai punched each of the remaining sacred objects on the lotus, reducing them all to ashes.

The swift and decisive scene left everyone stunned.

A chivalrous swordsman with lofty ambitions, a martial arts master who has suffered countless defeats, a sinister and cunning white-faced prime minister, and General Shang who commands the Jade Vine Army...

Each of these Saint Realm figures is a renowned and prominent figure in the Southern Region.

Each of them has a rich and wonderful past, their own ideals and ambitions, and they were once revered and held in high esteem by thousands.

However, under the attacks of several quasi-emperors, they were all reduced to ashes without even uttering a muffled groan.

Only their original essence remained, suspended in mid-air, and then collected like rare and precious treasures, turning into eternal silence.

For a moment, Qiandu, the Supreme Heaven, Buddha, and the Spirit Clan all fell silent.

Even if a sage is immortal, a great sage can only suppress a quasi-sage; it is impossible to resolve the battle in a short time.

But in the face of an Emperor Realm expert, he was as fragile as a child, unable to even wait for a second strike.

These people have not yet been able to subdue the entire Tianyuan Realm, which shows that they are only quasi-emperors and have not yet become true emperors.

Even so, it possesses such great power.

Immediately, all the forces fell silent, glanced at Da Qian silently, and then dispersed.

The torrential rain of blood finally ceased, and in an instant, the sky over the Central Region cleared once more, welcoming the long-awaited sunshine.

The setting sun shone on Su Yun's face, making every hair on her face shimmer and sparkle, as if edged with a brilliant gold.

Looking at the beautiful child with rosy lips and white teeth, Xi Yaoyue couldn't help but chuckle: "Yun'er, happy birthday."

Everyone suddenly turned around and remembered what had happened.

This little child is only four years old today!

Clang!

With Cang Daoyan dead, Luo Hanjiang's divine spear, no longer restrained, flew back to its master on its own.

This holy figure in the Qian Kingdom's army couldn't help but mutter, "Who could be so earth-shattering at the age of four?"

Everyone fell silent at that moment.

Who could summon a quasi-emperor as a helper when they were four years old, during a cataclysmic disaster?

These extraordinary events, one after another, are truly dazzling.

Mo Ling exclaimed and quickly hugged Su Yun, saying, "Yun'er, happy birthday!"

Su Changge landed and was about to smile and speak when her expression suddenly changed: "Oh no!"

Xi Yaoyue was startled: "What's wrong?"

A phantom appeared behind Su Changge, and countless huge landscape paintings and calligraphy surged into his body.

His face was grim: "I...it seems I'm about to break through again."

Xi Yaoyue said with concern, "Then you should go into seclusion quickly!"

Su Changge looked at his wife and children with deep reluctance.

Strange, why is it that every time I just come out of seclusion, I don't even have time to do anything before I have to go into seclusion again?

"Haha." King Taibai laughed, "Child, since it is your birthday, I will give you a gift."

"I've wanted to destroy the Qian Kingdom for a long time. Since you're involved, I'll grant you peace!"

Emperor Qian forced a smile: "King Taibai is joking."

Seeing that the other person's expression hadn't changed, Emperor Qian's smile became even more forced: "You're not serious, are you...?"

He finally understood that these powerful figures who were enemies in the past were still enemies now.

The only reason they gave him face was because Su Yun was there.

Whoosh!

King Taibai marched towards the southern region. Since he had promised peace, he was determined to see it through to the end.

Now, the creatures of the Southern Region are being sacrificed, and the hundred kingdoms have been transformed into a living hell.

He will use the rest of his time to deal with those unfilial descendants, rebuild the dragon vein, and bring peace back to the Southern Region.

Once there are no people left, there will naturally be peace.

Fairy Chenyu chuckled: "It's the little one's birthday, so let me give you a little something."

She expressed her feelings, but unexpectedly, she actually inserted her hand into her heart and took out a wisp of an illusory heart.

That is the mindset to overcome everything, to draw one's sword without hesitation, no matter who the enemy is, and to be invincible.

Ancestor Cangmu clicked his tongue twice: "Bald monk, time is running out, isn't it?"

Master Hongjue nodded: "Amitabha, that's about it."

Ancestor Cangmu gazed longingly at the world, then collected the essence of those sacred realms and stored it in his Qiankun bag.

He tossed it to Su Yun: "Take this, use it to forge some good magic weapons."

"Live like an emperor, offer incense to us, and say that this path is indeed traversable."

"We can rest in peace now."

Su Yun took the Qiankun bag and nodded seriously: "Grandpa, this road is passable."

The old ancestor Cangmu finally stopped smiling harshly and nodded reassuringly: "That's good."

Emperor Qian was shocked: "You... seniors, what do you mean by that?"

Judging from their conversation, could even a quasi-emperor die?

Master Hongjue clasped his hands together, his expression calm: "These benefactors died hundreds of years ago."

"May Heaven have mercy and allow us to live for a few hundred more years, to seek the Dao for a few hundred more years."

Emperor Qian was shocked: "This...then Master Hongjue, you...?"

Master Hongjue smiled and said, "That's right, I passed away a thousand years ago."

The White King's path is the Way of Domination, Fairy Chenyu's path is the Way of Battle, and Ancestor Cangmu's path is the Way of Myriad Paths.

The Great Emperor's Way of Master Hongjue is the Way of Compassion and Mercy!

Those who have proven themselves to be strong throughout history have all perished thousands of years ago.

They may be seriously injured or exhausted, approaching the end of their lives.

Perhaps it was fate that led them to the path of self-examination and the encounter with Master Hongjue.

In Master Hongjue's realm, these powerful individuals can extend their lives and continue to seek and explore the Dao.

This is why when Master Hongjue's state of mind is unstable, the other powerful figures will also be affected and could be annihilated at any time.

These powerful individuals are all outstanding, eagerly anticipating taking the final step to become emperors.

They harbored dreams and fantasies that if they could become emperors, they might be able to regain their lives.

Therefore, there was no breakthrough for hundreds or thousands of years, the Dao heart was destroyed, and thus it dissipated on the path of questioning the heart.

It now seems that becoming a quasi-emperor does not grant additional life.

Master Hongjue has been supporting a group of holy beings for a thousand years, but he is already at his limit.

Now, with this latest move, he has used up all his life force.

But none of the Quasi-Emperors and Saints felt regret; instead, they smiled.

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

"Young friend, you have given me a glimpse of the Great Dao, and that is enough for my lifetime."

"I will give you all that I have learned in my life."