In the hall filled with thick blood mist, Lu Zhao stood on a pool of blood with a cold expression.
Her body has completely regained its youthful appearance and is no longer old.
She was not a stunningly beautiful woman, but her disdainful demeanor in every move was enough to shock people.
The Lu royal family has a secret cultivation technique that has been passed down from generation to generation, forming a school of its own. As the imperial aura surges, a strong pressure continues to sweep in all directions. Ordinary people don't even have the courage to look at her directly, let alone take action.
It is said that the secret art of the kingly way created by Taizu Lu Zheng does not require hard practice, but rather draws on the luck of all living beings for practice.
The better the world is governed, the stronger the people's awe and respect for the emperor will be, and the emperor's cultivation will improve.
This is an ancient legend in the spiritual world and there is no real evidence to support it.
However, among the emperors after Lu Zheng, those with the highest prestige were also extremely powerful.
Although Lu Zhao today has many bad reputations during his reign, in terms of achievements and reputation, he is still the best among all the emperors of the Divine Dynasty.
The leader of the Demonic Sect, Qiu Wuji, and Shen Qingchen's combined attack were unable to get close to the empress.
Even though this empress was obviously not good at fighting, every time she fought back against the two men's attacks, she seemed so clumsy, like a child who didn't know martial arts wielding a sword that was far beyond his ability.
But this sword is so sharp that it is difficult for outsiders to even get close to it once it is swung.
Not to mention that in addition to the empress's imperial qi, the pool of blood under her feet also contained terrifying power.
As the blood pool surged, countless bloody evil forces surged out. Shen Qingchen's Demon Refining Blood Sword, which could corrode everything, lost its effect when facing the evil energy of the blood pool.
His Demon-Refining Blood Sword plunged into the blood pool, but not only did it not pollute the blood pool, it was almost swallowed by the blood pool.
Such a terrible situation was the first time for Shen Qingchen.
The murderous aura of the blood pool seemed to contain a powerful ancient force that could ward off all evil.
Faced with such a terrifying empress, Shen Qingchen had to summon his sister in advance.
However, the inner demon incarnation that looked like a woman in white could only keep pulling the blood pool but could not really overwhelm it.
Even the incarnation of the inner demon's attempt to connect with the Taixu Fairyland and bring the power of the Taixu Fairyland to this place was interrupted by the surging pool of blood.
The ancient power contained in the blood pool seems to have the same origin as the Taixu Fairyland.
The divine power of the Taixu Fairyland brought about by the incarnation of the inner demon was easily dissolved by the blood pool.
Seeing Shen Qingchen's stunned and shocked expression, the empress above the blood pool said with a cold expression.
"The blood of our ancestors contains supreme divine power! This is the treasure that Emperor Taizu left to future generations. How can your evil tricks compare to it?"
Feeling the killing force outside the hall getting stronger and stronger, and more and more gods coming here to provide support, Lu Zhao's emotions finally eased a lot.
She finally had time to look outside and talk to the King of Zhenbei who had led his men to attack and kill her.
"But you are really amazing... Little Lu Yu."
Lu Zhao's tone was slightly sarcastic: "The results of your years of hard work are more fruitful than I thought."
"Although I had already taken precautions, I was still forced into this situation by you."
"Even if you die tonight, you will have repaid your father's training."
"I have underestimated you over the years."
Lu Zhao's words were written lightly, with a hint of sarcasm.
But coming from the empress's mouth, such words could be regarded as recognition of Zhenbei King Lu Yu.
After all, it is rare to hear such comments from this empress who commands universal power.
Outside the hall, Lu Yu, who was already gasping for breath due to the attacking force outside, laughed out loud after hearing the empress's words.
This little prince, who appears melancholy and introverted in front of others, and as troubled as an unsuccessful poet, is actually extremely open-minded at this moment when he is in a desperate situation of life and death.
Even the laughter was so loud, without any gloom.
Looking at the increasing number of gods waiting outside to serve the king, Lu Yu laughed out loud.
"The winner takes all, that's all. Even if I die tonight, at least I have fought hard."
"This king has lived up to the title of King of Zhenbei!"
Lu Yu, half of his body covered in blood, smiled happily.
At this moment, he finally possessed the domineering aura of the old Prince of Zhenbei who once swept across the world.
Or maybe, this is the nature of the little prince.
His forbearance, concession, melancholy and restrained appearance over the years was distorted by the murderous intent that was approaching step by step, and was not his true nature.
Looking at the increasing number of gods outside and the gloomy face of the eunuch Su Wen, the world's number one master, the young prince laughed out loud.
"And Lu Zhao, until the last moment, it's still unknown who will win!"
"Your imperial qi is indeed powerful, and your bloodline power is unparalleled in the world."
"But you forgot that besides you, there is another great ancestor's bloodline in this world!"
"With him here, your blood pool is not absolutely invincible!"
After the King of Zhenbei finished speaking, he shouted directly into the distance: "Xiao Yi!"
The young prince's shout instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
Even the empress in the hall had a slightly changed expression.
At this moment, everyone looked towards the direction of the Heavenly Prison.
There, at the top of the sky prison, Luo Jing, who was standing next to the old monster Cang Yu, instantly came into everyone's sight.
Although the Heavenly Prison is a bit far from the Imperial City, for the top figures in this battle, this distance is no different from having it right in front of them.
They all saw the legendary descendant of Emperor Li, and also saw the stunned expression on the face of Luo Jing, the descendant of Emperor Li.
"I?"
Luo Jing stood on the top of the prison with a confused look on his face, not knowing how he was suddenly pulled in.
He has been standing on top of the Sky Prison and watching the show with Old Monster Cang Yu, right
Why did the King of Zhenbei suddenly call him? He seemed like the ultimate killer... But before the King of Zhenbei rebelled, he never contacted Luo Jing, right
Even if Luo Jing was really needed to do something, he didn't know what to do at this moment!
Luo Jing was shocked. Even the old demon Cangyu looked at him in surprise and said, "You little brat, you actually made an appointment with the King of Zhenbei? Do you also have the power to stir the blood pool?"
The old monster Cang Yu was very surprised.
Luo Jingze looked confused and shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know!"
I am just a spectator watching a play... Can this also involve me
At the same time, deep in the forbidden area of Lingyun Immortal Sect, in the fog.
The sharp sword light paused slightly, and the shadow holding the Qingying ancient sword seemed to be listening to something.
The next moment, she turned and looked at the four people in front of her.
Then, under the astonished gaze of old man Cui Jing, the woman's shadow changed the sword's momentum.
In an instant, the Qingying ancient sword burst into an incomparably bright light, and the ancient sword techniques reappeared in the light of day at this moment.
Obviously, the female shadow did not intend to delay any longer and wanted to end the battle quickly.
And with this sword, she easily knocked the dead man in front of her away.
At that moment, old man Cui Jing's face was full of shock.
"The long-lost Imperial Heavenly Sword? How is that possible! Are you... Lu Zheng, the founder of the Divine Dynasty?!"
This sword technique is clearly the sword style of the Divine Dynasty's founder!
The founder of the Divine Dynasty was actually a woman? How is this possible!