Without any warning, the brutal dragon's tail was thrown out like a whip, instantly blasting the nearest symbol of the Fuso Empire, the Rising Sun, into the air.

puff!

!

In the base camp, Emperor Fuso, who was still happy just now, spit out a blood arrow. The divine auspicious clouds around him seemed to be crushed by an invisible giant hammer, and blood gurgled endlessly from his seven orifices.

"His Majesty!"

Amidst the shrill screams, countless ministers rushed forward, but after a while they were helpless.

In this kind of symbolic struggle, they can only indirectly provide power, and only the top eighth-level Yasheng can participate in it.

Soon, Tsukiyomizu, who was far away overseas, held up the [Hachikaku Mirror], and Susanoo held the [Kusanagi Sword] tightly. The surging divinity was transmitted to Emperor Fuso through the air, and resonated with the [Magnatama] on her chest.

.

The next second, the [Rising Sun] that exploded in the void regrouped on the outside of the battlefield, but the sluggish divine light became obviously much weaker.

"Take off the old scales, wash away the dross, and reshape China with my spirit."

"[Chaos Returns to Purple Light Tribulation]!"

The majestic whisper set off a space-time storm in the universe, and the gray and bloated dragon roared in pain, squirming and twisting crazily.

"[Dragon] is losing her scales! Stop her!"

Sensing the chaos in the world line, the prey that should have been eaten is returning to the top of the food chain. The totems of the major empires swooped up, like hyenas besieging an elephant, trying to dismember and devour it before she completes her transformation.

However, the dazzling gilded divine light seeped out from the gaps in the gray scales, and all countries felt that what was under their claws was not a decadent dynasty on the verge of death, but an invincible empire with unfathomable foundations that swept across the world.

This familiar feeling...

Stretching from the ancient mythical age to the present day, standing at the top of all nations, the Saint of All Saints, the King of All Kings...the Lord of Central Destiny!

Is this how she looked at her peak?

At the same time, Emperor Fuso on the earth vomited a mouthful of blood again and looked up into the void in despair.

The whole world is not the land of the king, and the shores of the land are not the king’s ministers!

came back!

came back!

The celestial kingdom that rules the world and dominates the world is back!

At this moment, Emperor Fuso recalled the fear of being dominated, and a painful tear fell from the corner of his eye.

If it had not been living in the shadow of the Celestial Kingdom for thousands of years, Fuso wouldn't have been upgraded to an empire until now...

If Fusang was moved to another place, even in the western continent, he would have the confidence to make a breakthrough.

But in the ancient Far East, there was always only one owner...

And now, their emperor is back!

The originally unstable Emperor's Saint was violently shaken, and the [Rising Sun] condensation in space was distorted and rippled like water waves.

At the same time, a gap opened on the top of the dragon's head, which was being bitten by the totems of various countries, and dazzling golden flames like the sun spurted out. As the dragon squirmed and struggled, a wisp of scales emitting colorful divine light emerged from it bit by bit.

bulge in the gap.

"Recast the true scales, become immortal and immortal, and use my divine body to survive eternal calamity."

"[Eternal Immortality and Countless Tribulations]!"

boom!

Small gaps spread rapidly along the dragon's body, and the originally dark and gray "coat" was broken away bit by bit, revealing its majestic and holy terrifying true appearance.

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The irresistible force shattered the minions of various countries, and the five-clawed golden dragon, which had shed its old scales, let out a hearty roar, as if venting the humiliation it had endured for hundreds of years.

Buzz~

The arrogant power disturbed the void, and after venting its anger wantonly, the terrifying five-clawed golden dragon slowly lowered its head, and the brutal purple-gold dragon boy scanned the totems of various countries as if they were facing powerful enemies. The originally ethereal sight turned into reality, pressing down on the heads of various countries like mountains.

The terrible sense of oppression made the totems of the various countries slowly retreat, and the gaze they looked at the five-clawed golden dragon was no longer the greedy and bloodthirsty one it had just been, but instead turned into one of nervousness and fear.

"We woke up a monster..."

Just as a thought came into my mind, the five-clawed golden dragon in front of me moved without any warning.

One tail blasted the [Rising Sun] totem again, the sharp dragon claws held down the [Double-Headed Eagle], and the sharp dragon teeth bit the [Golden Lion], swallowing almost half of its body into the dragon's mouth.

It was like a ferocious beast had entered the flock of sheep, and the totems of the major empires were beaten until they howled across the land.

"Woo~~~~"
Chapter completed!