The Future Empress Is Given Death At The Beginning, And I Become Stronger When I Am Stupid.

Above their heads, the surviving Saints were all covered in blood, weak and disheveled.

Especially the leader, Gu Xuanji, his clothes tattered, covered in blood, his chest sunken and his bones shattered. He looked extremely disheveled.

"Damn it! How could this happen..."

Gu Xuanji's heart and courage turned cold, his face pale, and his whole body felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave that had lasted for thousands of years.

His mouth twitched, his pupils contracted, unable to believe that he had been defeated so thoroughly.

Although he had already anticipated that the opponent would be strong, after all, the fact that the other party could kill dozens of Saints was enough to prove their terrifying strength.

But he never expected that the gap between him and the opponent would be so huge, completely beyond his expectations.

This was not a match between the same level at all.

They had previously speculated that the imperial might on Qin Mu's body should have been borrowed from some kind of Emperor Weapon, but now it seemed that it was not the case at all.

Qin Mu's palm finally made Gu Xuanji understand that this was not due to any external object or Treasure Weapon.

He was a true monster with such terrifying combat power!

Killing more than a dozen Saints with just one move, this was more real than a Great Emperor!

How did this monster cultivate to such a level? How did he become so powerful?

He couldn't understand, he really couldn't understand. They had spent thousands of years in arduous cultivation, consuming endless resources and energy, just to barely break through to the Saint Realm.

And Qin Mu, with a bone age of only about twenty, could slaughter more than a dozen Saints single-handedly.

How did he cultivate to this level?

He could feel that there was an unimaginable power hidden within Qin Mu's body, deep and vast like an abyss.

The intertwined chains of laws wrapped around his body, shining brightly like stars.

Gu Xuanji's mind collapsed, almost going mad.

"Escape!"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Gu Xuanji's mind.

Although he was proud, he was not foolish. At this moment, he was already certain that he was no match for the opponent.

Continuing to stay would only lead to a dead end.

Gu Xuanji, as an ancient Saint ancestor with a long lifespan, decisively turned around and fled, turning into a streak of light and escaping.

Just as he was about to flee far away...

"Want to run? Have you asked for permission from Us?"

Qin Mu's voice slowly sounded in his ears.

Before the words fell, a pale, jade-like hand suddenly reached out and lightly slapped towards him.

Seemingly slow, but reaching an anomaly, the speed was unimaginable.

Before this hand even approached, Gu Xuanji felt a tremendous pressure assaulting him. His heart suddenly stopped, and the streak of light under his feet suddenly stagnated, unable to move forward.

He struggled to turn his head, only to see that pale and translucent hand had already appeared before his eyes, just inches away from him.

Boom!

The void exploded.

Under his horrified gaze, that hand suddenly clenched.

Then it exerted force.

"No!!!"

A desperate roar echoed through the heavens and earth.

Bang~

Only a muffled sound was heard, followed by a dull impact, as if an eggshell had been shattered.

"Plump~"

In the horrified gaze of everyone, the self-proclaimed ruler of all worlds, the unparalleled Saint who had roamed for eight thousand years, under this palm, was like a watermelon, shattered into pieces, blood splattering!

Crushed by a finger!

"Gudong~"

Watching this scene, everyone's throats moved, involuntarily swallowing their saliva, feeling their scalp tingling.

"Plut!"

Nan Gong Yunze was covered in blood, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, staggering back a few steps, his face pale.

He stared blankly at the scene, unable to recover for a long time.

The rest of the Saints also had expressions as if they were about to cry.

Meanwhile, Shen Moran controlled the formation she had set up outside Chang'an City with a pale face. She didn't suffer much damage, whether it was because Qin Mu took special care of her or because of the protection of the formation.

She never expected that this formation, originally intended to deal with the Great Qin soldiers in Chang'an City, would end up becoming a formation to protect herself.

It's really ridiculous.

The palm strike just now was terrifying, and they couldn't resist it at all.

If it weren't for their high cultivation and strength, they would have been wiped out under that strike, just like the previous Saint.

"Impossible!"

"How can you be so powerful!"

The remaining Saints stared wide-eyed, filled with shock and disbelief, unable to believe the fact that Law Manifestation was absent.

Could he really be the Great Emperor?

Even though they were currently in a life-threatening situation, the thought of him being the Great Emperor still emerged in their minds.

Because this conclusion was too shocking, shocking enough to make them doubt if they were dreaming.

"Who are you!"

A Saint roared, filled with intense resentment and hatred.

"The ruler of the Great Qin, Qin Mu." Qin Mu smiled.

He stood above the sky, his clothes fluttering, his black hair dancing wildly, like a demon king who controlled life and death, looking down on all living beings.

He looked down on this group of struggling ants with indifference and undisguised contempt.

To him, these Saints were no different from ordinary chickens and dogs.

"No, you are definitely not that foolish ruler!"

"He can't be this powerful!"

A Saint roared, unable to contain his anger.

Qin Mu shook his head slightly and said, "Not only are you weak, but you are also foolish."

He flicked his finger.

Instantly, a burst of golden light shot through the void.

The next moment,

accompanied by a miserable scream, another Saint's body suddenly exploded, completely disappearing from the world.

"I'll fight you!"

This Saint shouted madly, burning his essence and spirit.

Boom!

The earth shook, and a vast and mighty power erupted.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth boiled violently, like boiling water.

Then, a brilliant light burst out from his forehead, turning into a radiant sun, radiating billions of rays of light.

A majestic divine aura spread out, suppressing the heavens.

It was as if some kind of deity had revived and descended upon the mortal world, exuding an unfathomable majesty.

"Hmm?"

Qin Mu raised an eyebrow, looking interestedly at this Saint.

The next moment, that Saint was enveloped in a golden light, like a divine being, wielding a giant sword and slashing towards Qin Mu.

This giant sword was a Quasi-Emperor artifact, containing terrifying power. As soon as it was unleashed, it caused the heavens and earth to resonate, and thunderous strikes of lightning filled the air, exuding a destructive aura.

Although this Saint was already at the end of his rope, the power of this Quasi-Emperor artifact was still enough to shock people.

"Sword of the Gods!"

He shouted, wielding the giant sword.

The void trembled.

A dazzling golden sword energy tore through the sky and fiercely slashed towards Qin Mu.

Wherever the sword pointed, the heavens and earth dimmed.

However, in the face of this earth-shattering attack, Qin Mu didn't dodge or avoid it.