God Emperor

"Are you a grandfather already?"

Zhang Ruochen was lost for a moment and then said: "Let's go, take me to see the Yanli people."

Dare to call the leader by name.

Sun Jueduan was even more shocked. He immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhang Ruochen, and cautiously led the way. Along the way, he recalled every big shot in the Kunlun world in his mind, but no one could match up with the one in front of him.

Eighteen hundred years ago, Yan Liren was known as the Tenth Emperor and the master of the Tiangang Pavilion of the Shengming Central Empire.

With Zhang Ruochen's current level of cultivation, if he wants to proclaim himself emperor in the Kunlun Realm and rebuild the Shengming Central Empire, who can stop him?

It's really nothing to call Yan Liren by his first name.

The height of the standing position is different, and the bearing is also different.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen had great respect for Yanliren. After all, even Emperor Ming treated Yanliren as his brother and did not treat him as a subordinate. That's why Zhang Ruochen doesn't want to delve into the issue of identity or strength, and just treats it with a normal mind.

"Woo!"

On the top of Yingzhu Peak, the cold wind is hunting.

Zhang Ruochen stopped and looked at the Blood God altar made of corpses in the mountains.

The Blood God Altar is as high as nine floors. After the death of the Blood God Cult's disciples, their bones will become part of the altar, including the previous generations of cult leaders. Because of this, this altar has become the most sacred place in the Blood God Religion.

In the sky above the altar, there were blood clouds and thunder and lightning.

Looking from a long distance, one can feel a faint divine power. In the space, there are countless regular divine patterns flowing, releasing bloody divine energy outwards.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "How long has the Blood Spirit Immortal been in seclusion?"

Sun Juejuan's face turned pale, his legs lost control, and he knelt on the ground in fright.

Calling his grandfather by his first name made him cautious. Calling the leader by his first name shocked him.

Calling the gods by their first names is taboo and disrespectful to the gods.

It may lead to divine punishment and cause catastrophe.

Zhang Ruochen didn't care. When the Blood Spirit Immortal took his Quasi-Emperor Holy Pill, he was not polite. Now that he has become a god, what's wrong with calling him by his name?

Yan Liren had already walked out of the Guiyuan Palace and came behind Zhang Ruochen. He also looked at the Blood God Altar in the distance and said, "The Blood God has been in seclusion since he became a god and has been practicing in the altar for thousands of years."

"So long?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Yan Liren had recognized Zhang Ruochen, but he was very calm and said: "Any monk who steps into the divine realm needs to spend a long time to consolidate the realm. He must not only transform the sea of ​​​​qi into the sea of ​​​​spirits, but also transform the rules of the holy way into The first thousand years after becoming a god are the fastest for a new god to improve his power."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Are you also ready to attack the divine realm?"

Yan Liren shook his head and said: "We are still far from it. It will take at least a thousand years to settle down before we can be 20 to 30 percent sure. Your Highness, let's go to the palace to talk!"

Entering Guiyuan Shrine, Yan Li and Zhang Ruochen communicated with each other.

Yan Liren asked about Zhang Ruochen's whereabouts in the past thousand years, and Zhang Ruochen asked about the current situation of Hulong Pavilion and the changes in the general trend of the world.

Zhang Ruochen learned that after the return of the great master, the Kunlun world gradually became prosperous and the holy way flourished.

Not only are there numerous geniuses and saints from the five realms of the human race, but the various tribes of beasts in the wild secret realm have also achieved great unification under the influence of the Dragon Lord.

In terms of the number of strong people, the Savage Secret Realm is better than the human race.

The great saints in Kunlun Realm are no longer as few as they were a thousand years ago. All major transcendental forces, such as Wushi Bank, Black Market, Three Ways, Seven Sects, and major ancient tribes, all have more than one great sage in charge.

The imperial court of the First Central Empire and the wild secret realm gave birth to more great saints.

Zhang Ruochen sighed: "A thousand years is a generation for the great sage!"

For mortals, every ten years counts as one generation.

Great Sage, one thousand years counts as one generation.

Yan Liren's eyes were bright and full of energy, and he said: "Under the leadership of the Supreme Being and the Dragon Lord, the Kunlun Realm will surely become more prosperous in the future, and will be listed among the top powerful realms in the world of heaven."

In today's Kunlun world, every monk is like a Yanli person, full of hope and looking forward to the future. Even now, Kunlun Realm's ranking on the merit list of all realms is not high enough.

"Have you ever thought about rebuilding the Shengming Central Empire when Your Highness returns this time?"

Yan Liren suddenly asked this question and continued: "The influence of the Ming Sect established by His Highness in the Eastern Region is now almost comparable to that of the Liang Yi Sect. As long as His Highness gives an order, it will be an instant matter to change the sect to the country. "

"Brother Zhang Ling was trapped in the Temple of Destiny in order to rescue the Supreme Being. This is something that all the monks in Kunlun Realm know. If you rebuild the Holy Ming, at least the Supreme Supreme Being will never object."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were deep and he said, "Is father still alive?"

Yan Liren sighed: "So what if he is alive? I'm afraid it would be better to die immediately than suffer the consequences. I just regret that the Temple of Destiny is too powerful, and even the Supreme Being cannot save him."

"No one knows whether Brother Zhang Ling is still alive."

"The Temple of Destiny usually executes gods at the God-Slaying Platform. At least so far, from what I have heard, the God-Slaying Platform has not killed him yet."

Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly and took out the four "Stone Carvings of Heavenly Demon" stone tablets from the space ring.

"The purpose of my return to Islam this time is to return these four "Stone Carvings of the Heavenly Demon" to the Blood God Sect. The inheritance of the Blood God Sect cannot be lost because of me." Zhang Ruochen said.

These four "Stone Carvings of the Demon" originally belong to the Blood God Sect.

However, when the Kunlun Realm Merit War broke out, Zhang Ruochen kept them on him to prevent them from being taken away by the Hell Realm or other big worlds.

Now that Zhang Ruochen is no longer the leader, he naturally has to return them.

Only when the "Heavenly Demon Stone Carving" is placed in the Blood God Religion can it play a greater value and allow the peerless skills of the Heavenly Demon to continue to be passed down in the Kunlun Realm.

Yan Liren knew the value of these four "Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings". He stared at Zhang Ruochen with his eyes, sighing in his heart, and bowed deeply. Brother Zhang Ling's son is indeed like him, so righteous and not the kind of selfish person.

Sun Jueduan, who was standing by and serving, was already shocked to the extreme.

What he saw and heard just now had made him guess the identity of the man in front of him.

It turned out that he was the peerless leader that his grandfather often mentioned. When the Blood God Religion was in danger of being destroyed, he turned the tide and swept away the powerful people from all realms who wanted to trample on the Blood God Religion.

He once killed cultivators from the Heaven Realm faction, and they were terrified when they heard his name.

He once went into the Hell Realm army alone, and his sword left a pile of corpses.

His grandfather called him the most powerful leader of the Blood God Cult.

His grandfather even claimed that he was the closest brother of the strongest leader in the Blood God Cult.

Of course, he didn't believe much of his grandfather's words. After all, human power is limited. How could one person fight against the Hell Realm army? The Heaven Realm is so powerful, and it is the master of the Western Universe. How could it be so afraid of a cultivator from the Kunlun Realm?

Sun Jueduan heard that in recent years, under the suppression of the Heaven Realm, the Kunlun Realm was in a difficult situation in the Heavenly Court. Even the leader Yan was seriously injured and lost his holy territory in the Heavenly Court.

Just as Zhang Ruochen was about to leave, a vast and pleasant piano sound came from the sky.

As the piano sounded, the holy energy of heaven and earth gathered quickly, and in the air, a scene of "flowers flying all over the sky" condensed.

A road paved with holy petals connected to the mountain gate of the Blood God Cult from the endless and distant clouds.

Yan Liren smiled and said, "Your Highness, an old friend is here. How about meeting him before leaving?"

"I don't have much friendship with him."

Zhang Ruochen had already sensed the breath of the visitor and knew who was coming.

Yan Liren said, "But, Your Highness, aren't you curious about why he came to the Blood God Cult?"

"I really can't guess the reason! Logically speaking, a thousand years ago, he was the leader of the Qin Sect, the most representative rising star of Confucianism, but he has nothing to do with the Blood God Cult." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Liren said, "This Qin Sect leader is not simple. He was chosen by the Supreme and taught personally for a period of time, and was even sent to the Heavenly Palace for tempering."

"The Supreme... The Supreme really has deep feelings for the Kunlun Realm. He longs for the Kunlun Realm to become strong again and is working hard to cultivate talents. Otherwise, how can a great sage be qualified to receive his personal teaching." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Liren said, "He should have been in the Heavenly Palace, but he returned to the Kunlun Realm and came to the Blood God Cult. It seems that something big has happened in the Heavenly Palace."

"In that case, I will stay for a while longer, but don't reveal my identity." Zhang Ruochen said.

...

Not long after, Sui Han, the leader of the Qin Sect, walked in from the gate of the Palace.

Accompanying him were the two Qin children and several elders of the Blood God Cult.

Sui Han was one of the nine realm children selected by the Holy Book Talented Woman a thousand years ago. He was accepted as a disciple by Empress Chi Yao and spent countless precious resources to cultivate him.

He was quite ambitious. Over the past thousand years, he has gradually shown his extraordinary talent. Now he has entered the realm of the Great Saint and become a banner of the Kunlun Realm in the Heavenly Palace.

Sui Han was wearing a green Confucian robe. Compared with a thousand years ago, he looked a little older and had two mustaches on his mouth, but he was still very young and had a carefree temperament.

Yan Liren, who was sitting in the position of the leader, stood up to greet him and greeted Sui Han.

Zhang Ruochen and Kong Lanyou sat in the first and second seats on the right.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on an elder of the Blood God Cult. This elder of the Blood God Cult was wrapped in a blood robe, with a wonderful figure and a wisp of devilish blood mist lingering around her.

She seemed to sense that someone was staring at her, and her face, which was shrouded in a hood, was exposed and looked at Zhang Ruochen.

However, Zhang Ruochen blurred his figure with his mental power, and she could only see a group of people.

Zhang Ruochen stared at her extremely charming but cold face, and couldn't help but recall the past, and still remembered her delicate look.

When he turned into Gu Linfeng, he often teased this uncle Ji Shui and took advantage of him a lot. Now thinking about it, it was indeed very childish at the time.

Ji Shui's face was still very beautiful, her waist was slender and could be held in one hand, and the curve of her chest was more proud than before. She looked like she was in her early thirties, with a different mature charm.

Obviously, the cultivation of the Saint King realm is not enough to keep her young appearance of 20 years old after a thousand years.

Ji Shui stared at Zhang Ruochen, with doubt in her eyes, and then the hood on her head completely covered her face, and focused on Sui Han and Yan Jiaozhu who were communicating.

Ever since Zhang Ruochen met her, she has been like this, always hiding herself in that blood-stained robe, isolated from the world.

Sui Han naturally noticed Zhang Ruochen and Kong Lanyou sitting on both sides, and a little strange came to his mind. After all, with his current cultivation and status, there are not many cultivators who can sit next to him as steady as a mountain and do not stand up to greet him.

After taking a look at Zhang Ruochen, the strangeness in Sui Han's heart turned into shock.

Because he found that with his powerful mental power, he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, let alone his cultivation and identity.

The other person was like a ball of air, a sea, swallowing up all the mental power he released.

There are such powerful people in Kunlun Realm?

Sui Han asked Yan Liren: "What are the names of these two great saints?"