543: Chapter 544 Golden Dragon of Fortune

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

The voice of the Emperor of Great Qian suddenly rang out, filled with a near-hysterical madness. He spoke to Lu Ming again with a ferocious expression.

"Kneel! Kneel before me! You treacherous rebels, you should have committed suicide, why do you still dare to live!!"

However, there was still no reaction.

Those mysterious methods that had once made countless experts bow and submit were now like a stone sinking into the ocean, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.

The impotent rage of the Emperor of Great Qian lasted for a moment, but he was, after all, the ruler of the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty. Having ascended the throne for decades, his Heart-Nature was far beyond what an ordinary person could compare to.

Soon, he took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, and his face regained the dignity and composure of an emperor.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his dragon robe fluttering slightly in the wind, as if the loss of composure from just a moment ago had never happened.

He did not know why the Law of Speech had suddenly failed, but with a formidable enemy before him, he could not show weakness.

Moreover, he remained full of confidence in himself!

Because he was the ruler of the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty, gathering the Luck of the entire Imperial Dynasty upon himself, and was even more so the first God of Martial Arts in the Qianyuan Domain to achieve a Breakthrough beyond the Void Realm; he was truly a Land Immortal of the current age!

Even if the methods he relied upon had failed, he had absolute confidence that he could crush his opponent based solely on his own strength.

Thus, his voice rang out again, but it carried a hint more steadiness than before.

"I will give you one last chance: kneel and submit. Otherwise, I will hack you into ten thousand pieces and grind your bones into dust."

Hearing these indifferent, high-and-mighty words, Lu Ming suddenly let out a laugh.

Immediately, this caused the brows of the Emperor of Great Qian to furrow slightly.

"Why do you laugh?"

Lu Ming cast a glance at the Emperor of Great Qian, his tone carrying a touch of playfulness.

"You can't even use the Law of Speech anymore, why are you still putting on such an act!"

Hearing this vulgar language, the expression of the Emperor of Great Qian finally changed.

It was not because of how ugly the words were, but because the other party had accurately named the "Law of Speech".

He knew! He actually knew!!

The Emperor of Great Qian roared in his heart.

The other party not only knew he possessed the Law of Speech, but also knew it had failed!

The mind of the Emperor of Great Qian raced.

What exactly was this person's background?

Although those who had once been suppressed and subjugated by his Law of Speech knew he possessed this mysterious method, they had no idea what it was.

And it was precisely because of its mystery that it made people incredibly wary.

But this person not only knew it, but even called it by name; this was clearly problematic.

What concerned him even more was that since the other party was aware of the existence of the Law of Speech, it meant that his Law of Speech had indeed been successfully activated.

But since the other party was completely unaffected, it could only mean one thing.

The Law of Speech, which had always been invincible, was ineffective against this person.

This was a situation he had never encountered since ascending the throne.

His reliance had been completely broken by someone.

A trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the Emperor of Great Qian, warning bells rang in his heart, and he even developed a desire to retreat.

After all, a person of great wealth does not sit in a dangerous hall; why engage in something without certainty?

But the pride of an emperor did not allow him to retreat.

Especially the other party's playful gaze, which made his anger burn even more fiercely.

Never had anyone dared to treat him like this! Never!

"Presumptuous! I am the ruler of the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty, the co-ruler of the Nine Provinces, the one to whom Heaven's mandate returns! As a treacherous rebel of unknown origin, how dare you speak such wild words before me?"

His voice sank, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Before his words had even faded, the Emperor of Great Qian took a step forward, and the glazed tiles beneath his feet instantly turned into powder.

His figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost, and the next moment, a fist had already appeared before Lu Ming.

He threw a punch, the wind of the fist like thunder, causing the heavens and earth to change color.

Do not look at this punch as ordinary; this was no longer the strength of a Martial Artist in the Void Realm.

The Emperor of Great Qian called it— "Land Immortal".

Under this punch, all things bowed.

Lu Ming felt the force of the wind rushing toward his face, narrowed his eyes, and did not choose to take it head-on.

Instead, his figure flashed, avoiding the punch.

"Boom!!!"

The fist wind missed its target and slammed into a palace wall in the distance. In an instant, the towering and majestic palace wall turned into powder, not even leaving fragments behind.

But that force did not dissipate; instead, it continued to push forward until it blasted a vacuum zone throughout the entire Imperial City.

Having avoided the punch and stabilized his figure, Lu Ming turned back to see this scene, and his gaze toward the Emperor of Great Qian grew a hint more serious.

It was no longer the casual playfulness from before, but added a hint of solemnity.

Completely different from the Divine Ability techniques of the Immortal Dao, when the Martial Arts Cultivate reached its extreme, every punch and kick was the power of heaven and earth.

There were no flashy incantations, no complex formation patterns, only pure power crushing everything.

And this power was definitely no longer that of a Great Grandmaster of the Void Realm; the difference between the two was simply like heaven and earth!

Thinking about it, this Emperor of Great Qian must have already achieved a Breakthrough in the Void Realm and reached a new height.

However, Lu Ming was quite quick to accept the scene before him.

After all, as the ruler of a country, and a chess piece valued by a Nascent Soul True Monarch, it was inevitable that he would have some extraordinary traits.

Otherwise, how could he become a blade in the hands of True Monarch Yuji Sitian to castrate the Martial Arts?

Moreover, he himself was not weak; previously, when facing an army of 30,000, he hadn't even needed to reveal his full strength.

Therefore, he had also held back a hand.

Since the Emperor of Great Qian had revealed his strength, then he would also show his cards!

Lu Ming then restrained the smile on his face, and the aura around his body suddenly climbed at this moment.

In just an instant, he had crossed the Void Realm and reached a brand new world!

The pupils of the Emperor of Great Qian constricted slightly.

How is it possible? This treacherous rebel has actually also achieved a Breakthrough!!

This person had traveled all the way from Iron Blood City to the Saint Capital, and throughout this journey, he had not hidden his tracks in the slightest.

Consequently, the intelligence collected and submitted clearly showed that the cultivation this person had exposed was at most the Void Realm. Furthermore, he had not shown any signs of a Breakthrough!

Even when he forcefully broke the army formation of 30,000 iron cavalry, the power he displayed was only slightly unexpected, but still within the scope of acceptance.

But at this moment, standing before him was clearly a Land Immortal just like himself.

On the other side, Lu Ming ignored the shock of the Emperor of Great Qian.

He felt that brand new power within his body, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

That's right, he had also long ago achieved a Breakthrough beyond the Void Realm.

After all, throughout this journey, he had read countless Martial Arts scriptures and classics. If he still followed the steps to Cultivate, he would have wasted his life.

And facing a low-level orthodoxy like Martial Arts, Lu Ming directly chose to cheat.

He directly unsealed his own Nascent Soul-level Divine Sense and, with unparalleled deduction ability, melted the Martial Arts of a hundred schools into one furnace, and even innovated.

He forcibly deduced a Realm beyond the Void Realm out of thin air.

And Lu Ming named it the "Guiyuan Realm"!

Which meant returning to the original source, returning to simplicity.

If compared to the Immortal Dao, it was already comparable to a Great True Lord at the Golden Core Perfection who had mastered the Law.

With a Martial Arts body, he could suppress mountains and rivers with his fists, step on the Five Elements, and every movement carried the momentum of heaven and earth.

"Sure enough, with a high vantage point, wanting to Cultivate is truly an easy matter."

Thinking back to not long ago, he was still just a "Martial Arts novice".

Now, he stood at the very pinnacle of this domain.

For anyone else, this would require decades, or even hundreds of years of bitter Cultivate.

But for him, it was nothing more than an easy task!

And Lu Ming was quite satisfied with this result, although it felt a bit like Immortal Qi, and the Martial Arts were not as pure.

But looking at the performance of the Martial Arts Luck suddenly becoming significantly stronger, it was clear that this Realm had already been recognized.

However, because of this, Lu Ming also noticed an abnormality in the Martial Arts Luck.

Uh, it had branched off.

From the original main trunk of Martial Arts, two branches had been forcibly split off.

One was the new path he had opened, the Guiyuan Realm.

And the other one, Lu Ming hadn't been sure who it was before, but once the Emperor of Great Qian made his move, Lu Ming knew exactly who it was.

At the same time, Lu Ming could also feel it.

Although both of them had achieved a Breakthrough beyond the Great Grandmaster of the Void Realm, the paths they walked were clearly quite different; who was stronger and who was weaker, it was really hard to say.

Therefore, the Martial Arts Luck was swaying between him and the Emperor of Great Qian, as if it didn't know which side to flow towards.

I am afraid that only by defeating the opponent would the Luck completely lean towards himself.

At this moment, the Emperor of Great Qian stared fixedly at Lu Ming and asked in a deep voice.

"You are not from the Qianyuan Domain, right."

This was not a question, but a statement.

Clearly, the calmed-down Emperor of Great Qian had already figured it out.

Not to mention that the Martial Arts Legacy on Lu Ming was too unfamiliar; it was not the style of any school in the Qianyuan Domain.

Just the fact that he suppressed the Luck of the Martial Arts of the world meant it was absolutely impossible for such a person to emerge right under his nose.

This person had appeared too suddenly, and even the Martial Arts Luck had not given any warning in advance, leaving him completely unprepared.

However, now that it had reached this point, the Emperor of Great Qian also understood one thing.

Today's battle was unavoidable.

And it concerned not only the Martial Arts Luck, but also decided victory or defeat, and decided Life and Death!

If he lost, he would be doomed forever.

At this moment, the Emperor of Great Qian was no longer angry, but instead calmed down.

Since it was unavoidable, then fight!

He said no more, but assumed a stance.

He saw a layer of golden light emerging on his fist.

That was the manifestation of the Luck of the nation, and even more so his authority as the ruler of the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty.

He wanted to use the power of the entire nation to suppress this guy of unknown origin.

He wanted everyone in the world to know that he was the emperor of the Great Qian, and forever the only true Dragon of this world.

In an instant, the fist of the Emperor of Great Qian was wrapped in rich golden light.

That was the Luck of the nation accumulated by the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty over decades, and even more so the power condensed from the beliefs of countless subjects.

When this power was accumulated to the extreme, the Emperor of Great Qian roared.

"Die!!!"

He then threw a punch, the golden light like a waterfall, piercing straight through the sky.

Carrying the momentum of mountains and rivers, it was also bolstered by the power of ten thousand people.

For a time, the momentum was monstrous!

This was the Imperial Dao Emperor Fist; it was not just a fist technique, but the Dao of an emperor, the orthodoxy of heaven and earth.

Wherever the golden fist light passed, everything collapsed and crumbled.

"Well done!"

Facing this punch where the "Emperor of Great Qian" gathered the power of a nation into one body, Lu Ming grinned.

This is interesting; don't be like that bunch of guys before who couldn't take a hit!

Lu Ming's heart stirred, he took a deep breath, and the Qi and blood in his body surged like a tide.

The Martial Arts method of circulating Qi and blood was instantly activated, and in an instant, it transformed into a Martial Arts True Body behind him.

That True Body looked exactly like him, but was eight feet tall, its whole body solid as iron, and dark red light flowed around its body, like volcanic lava compressed to the extreme.

As soon as it appeared, it also threw a punch.

In an instant, the fist energy was like a mountain collapse, and the earth cracked under this punch.

"Boom—"

The moment the golden and red fist lights intersected, a deafening roar erupted.

The visible aftermath swept across a radius of hundreds of feet.

Countless palaces and halls were blown away, bricks and tiles scattered, as if plowed over, leaving large areas of ruins.

And countless civil officials and military generals who were caught in it, originally just bystanders, did not expect the two to start fighting without a word.

When everyone realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

When this terrifying aftermath swept through, those nearby instantly turned into blood mist, and even those far away were crushed in the collapsing ruins!

But regarding this scene of hell on earth, neither the Emperor of Great Qian nor Lu Ming looked at it more than once.

The Emperor of Great Qian simply did not care; if the ruler wants the subject to die, the subject must die.

Some necessary sacrifices were acts of loyalty to the country, and these people should feel honored!

And for Lu Ming, since the Emperor of Great Qian didn't care, he certainly wouldn't have a saintly heart attack.

Besides, he would definitely seize the Martial Arts Luck in the future.

This was equivalent to forcibly cutting off the path of advancement for countless people, ending the path of Martial Arts immortality.

This Karma of killing was greater and heavier; what was happening now was just a drop in the bucket.

Therefore, the two did not stop their actions because of this; they just took a few steps back at the same time, and then simultaneously pressed forward again.

In just a few short breaths, the two had exchanged nearly a hundred moves, each of which was enough to crush an ordinary Void Realm Martial Artist to pieces.

The Imperial City was also sinking and collapsing one by one in the aftermath of their battle; palace walls toppled, and halls were destroyed.

Looking from a distance, the entire Imperial City seemed to be kneaded, torn, and collapsed by two invisible hands.

During this, countless Martial Artists died tragically, screaming in panic as they fled.

And in the midst of it, the Emperor of Great Qian became more and more alarmed as he fought; he had already used 70% of his strength, but still could not suppress the opponent.

This person's Martial Arts route was extremely miscellaneous; sometimes like a storm, sometimes like a heavy mountain, sometimes like flowing water, sometimes like blazing fire.

Every move and every style was just right, as if those Martial Arts Divine Abilities were tailor-made for him.

For a time, it was impossible to determine the winner.

And the Emperor of Great Qian understood in his heart that he could not continue fighting like this; he had to use a killer move.

So he feinted a move and retreated dozens of feet.

He grasped in the void with his right hand, and a long sword made entirely of red gold suddenly flew out from the collapsed ruins below and was grasped by him.

This sword was three feet seven inches long, with a coiled Dragon engraved on the spine of the sword, and golden light flowing on the blade.

This was the Great Qian's national treasure weapon—Longyuan.

This sword was forged by the founding emperor of the Great Qian with the Luck of the nation and could only be held by an emperor.

The Emperor of Great Qian stood holding the sword, and the aura around his body suddenly climbed.

He did not speak again, just raised the Longyuan sword in his hand obliquely, and then slashed down.

In an instant, the golden light on the Longyuan sword surged, turning into a golden Dragon a hundred feet long.

It then bared its fangs and brandished its claws, circling and roaring as it pounced towards Lu Ming.

Wherever the giant Dragon passed, the Void Realm distorted, and the heavens and earth changed color.

The entire Imperial City trembled under this sword, and countless living beings still surviving in the Imperial City were pressed to the ground by this pressure.

This sword was the Emperor of Great Qian's ultimate killer move.

It used Longyuan to carry the Luck of the nation accumulated by the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty for hundreds of years, slashing out a Luck Golden Dragon.

Where the Golden Dragon passed, all people bowed, as if even the heavens and earth had to temporarily avoid its edge.