In the Snowy Mountain Country, huge city gates rose and fell one after another. Snow was falling from the sky.
This place was forever covered in ice, and the weather was extremely harsh. However, it was precisely because of this that almost everyone in the Snowy Mountain Kingdom was a martial warrior, and their overall national strength was far stronger than that of the other nobles.
This was especially true for the Duke of Snowy Mountain, who was the pride of all the citizens of the Snowy Mountain Nation. He was powerful, wise, and wise. He was not a hereditary noble marquis, but a commoner who had followed the current emperor of the St. Ancestral Empire to conquer the four wastelands. He had exchanged his supreme military merits for a marquis and a vast fief.
In the hearts of the people of the Snowy Mountain Kingdom, he was an invincible legend.
But today, this legend was shattered.
Above the Snowy Mountain Country, the massive spatial rift was like a giant, world-devouring beast opening its mouth. It was filled with darkness and terror.
The revered ruler of the country, the Marquis of Snowy Mountain, no longer had his usual imposing manner. Not only was his hair disheveled, but his marten fur robe was also in tatters. He conjured many huge ice mountains and bombarded the countless cities below him aimlessly.
And his opponent was merely a willow branch that fell from the sky.
"I am the Marquis of Snow Mountain, the emperor of the Saint-Ancestor Empire. I am blessed by the emperor's divine order. Are you trying to challenge the prestige of the Saint-Ancestor Empire? Hurry up and retreat!"
The Marquis of Snow Mountain was about to go crazy. This willow branch that had appeared out of nowhere contained an unimaginable amount of divine might. With just one strike, it had shattered his capital city and the ten thousand feet snow mountain.
The Great Ice-sealing Technique was his strongest Divine Ability, but he could only use it to defend himself. Even when he faced the Lord of Western Desolation, he did not feel such a terrifying pressure.
"Aaaaah…Alien Demon, you forced me to do this!”
The Duke of Snow Mountain felt the pressure increase, and he had no choice but to use his final trump card. He took out a scroll and threw it into the sky.
The scroll expanded rapidly in the wind and split into two. Inside was an imperial edict, and the lower right corner was covered with an Emperor Xuan Seal.
This was the imperial edict of the highest standard in the Saint Ancestor Empire. It was personally written by the Saint Ancestor Human Emperor and was augmented with the Human Emperor's Imperial Seal. Not only was it a supreme defensive magic treasure, but it was also connected to the aura of the Human Emperor. In times of danger, the Human Emperor could use this to directly cross over.
The Marquis of Snowy Mountain believed that no one on this continent was a match for the Saint Ancestor Emperor!
"Interesting."
Zhang Tian's eyes lit up as he looked at the imperial edict that was filled with the aura of an emperor. He had never thought that someone in such a barren land could cultivate the true emperor's dragon aura. If this Renhuang had been born ten million years earlier, he would have become a Red Dust Immortal King at the very least.
Even though he was a little impressed, Zhang Tian didn't slow down at all. Divine light flashed on the willow branch, and it transformed into an iron chain of order. It swept away the imperial edict and suppressed the Marquis of Snow Mountain underground.
Facing the threat of death, the proud Marquis of Snow Mountain chose to submit and become Zhang Tian's demon slave.
……
The Hundred Thousand Mountains was a very mysterious place. The word " Hundred Thousand " was just an empty word. In fact, there were tens of millions of mountains here, each of which was thousands of feet tall. They stretched across the eastern and western continents, and even the four wastelands and eight seas, covering the sky and the sun.
Even the St. Ancestor Empire and the Four Great Academies didn't dare to have any thoughts of conquering this place. In truth, the more powerful a faction was, the more secretive they were about this place. They didn't dare to take even half a step in.
Legend had it that many gods were buried here, and there were many broken altars. Occasionally, some altars would send down miracles to punish adventurers who dared to offend the dignity of the gods.
The Titan Tribe was one of the primitive tribes in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. They had been guarding the altar for generations. This was their destiny unless a supreme Great Saint could be born in their tribe.
At this moment, the Titan King was cultivating in a damaged temple. Suddenly, he felt his heart palpitate and hurriedly walked out. He raised his head and saw a black crack in the void that was soul-stirring.
Meanwhile, the Hundred Thousand Mountains seemed to have sensed an unprecedented crisis. More than 30 altars erupted with miracles, and multicolored light covered the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains.
"Who is so audacious to cause such a huge commotion in the Hundred Thousand Mountains?”
The Titan King shook his huge head with a disapproving expression. His race was the slaves of the temple. While they lost their freedom, they were also protected by the Hundred Thousand Mountains. No matter how big the crisis was, they did not have to worry.
"Continue to sleep!"
An incomparably majestic voice came down from the nine heavens, rumbling and shaking, resounding through the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
The Titan King raised his head in horror and saw that all the multicolored light had disappeared. The mysterious Hundred Thousand Mountains seemed to have shed all the fog and turned into an ordinary mountain range.
"Impossible!"
Without protection, the Titan King was dumbfounded. As the willow branch fell, everything returned to calm.
……
The Silver Moon Wolf King, the Demon Flower Emperor, the Snow Mountain Marquis, the Titan King, and the last to submit was the Peerless City's Marquis Ba Dao, and the Green Cloud Swordmaster of the Green Cloud Sword Sect.
The overlords of the six super forces had all become Zhang Tian's demon slaves.
Putting away the Trial's Eye, Zhang Tian nodded with satisfaction. He waved his right hand and the corpses of the experts from all races turned into balls of blood essence, becoming the nourishment for the nine-leaf grass.
No one would have thought that this unremarkable little grass would become the Nine Leaf Sword Grass that would shake the Nine Skies and Ten Lands in the future!
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]