Villain: God-level comprehension, forbidden emperor's son at the beginning

The old man was so tired that he had to go to bed.

"Girl, why do you want to practice...?"

In the dilapidated cave, a lazy old man frowned and looked at the little girl covered in blood at the foot of the mountain.

With some helplessness in his eyes, he said softly.

"Revenge for my sister."

At the foot of the mountain, the delicate little girl wiped her scarlet eyes and kowtowed uncontrollably.

She clenched her fists tightly, and the hatred in her eyes could not be concealed.

The girl's name is Huanwu. She has been without a father or a mother since she was born. Her sister Huan Ge is her only relative in this world.

Huanwu once wanted to practice urgently, but it backfired and she injured herself while practicing sword.

Huan Ge didn't blame her, but just touched her head and told her that she didn't need to practice, her sister would protect her.

...

The two walked out of the town hand in hand, but they were two extremes.

Huan Wu was dull and couldn't even hold the sword steadily. She had always been an inconspicuous foil beside her sister.

In contrast, her sister Huan Ge was extremely talented and was a rare monster in a thousand years.

She even entered the top holy sect and was conferred the title of saint.

Huan Wu often felt inferior in her heart...

She was an inconspicuous speck of dust on the ground, while her sister was a banished fairy in the sky, making her out of reach.

But the facts played a joke on Huan Wu.

Her extremely talented sister died in a trip to a secret realm, but she was alive and well.

Since then, she has received overwhelming abuse from the holy sect.

"A jinx, a person born with bad luck, killed his parents, and even killed his only relative, his sister..."

"Even if it's a pig, he can enter the door after practicing for three to five years. He is really worse than a pig."

The elders and fellow disciples who were usually kind were out of character at this moment, making her feel extremely strange.

As expected, Huanwu was driven out of the Holy Gate by a broom.

"But... my sister promised to protect me, I don't need to practice."

She wanted to cry several times, but she held back.

Huanwu followed the last instructions and came to the foot of the mountain.

She found the old man in front of her, who was also Huan Ge's true master.

...

"Practice the sword formula first."

The old man saw at a glance that Huanwu was not a material for practice.

He didn't hold out hope, and casually threw the sword formula and stopped asking.

Huanwu was very stubborn and didn't ask much about the difficulties in practice.

Practicing day after day, just wanting revenge, but never getting much.

However, one day, the full moon was in the sky, and the moonlight was shrouded...

Under the starlight, she instinctively danced under the moon, and she was as ethereal as a fairy from the upper world.

Gradually, her whole body was changing silently.

Layers of dusty memories seemed to awaken at this moment, resounding in Huanwu's mind.

"Innate exquisite fairy body..."

The terrifying fluctuations became more and more intense, alarming the old man in the depths, with a touch of shock in his eyes.

The top existence of the top fifteen of the three thousand physiques...

At this moment, he knew how terrifying the talent of the woman in front of him was.

...

The old man gave her many suggestions from predecessors on the road of cultivation, but they were all rejected.

"Everything depends on human efforts, and all the ways in the heavens can lead to the highest..."

Huanwu just said a sentence, which made the latter unforgettable.

She firmly took a completely different path, the road of dreams.

Her sister never died, but lived in her dream.

Huanwu officially embarked on the path of cultivation. She rose from obscurity and never failed from that moment on.

Finally, another peerless genius after Huange came into the eyes of the world.

She fought her way to the emperor, stood on the ground covered with corpses, and finally became a female emperor, looking down on the world.

She ushered in a new era, the era of Huanwu Mengdi.

The forces that had attacked Huange in the past wanted to escape, but were all killed by Huanwu Mengdi in a snap of the fingers.

Not only that, they also extracted their souls and burned them with the true fire of the sun day and night until they were completely destroyed after tens of millions of years.

"Lord Mengdi..."

Someone from the Holy Gate also came.

Seeing that the little girl who was abused by them in the past had now become an emperor, their eyes were embarrassed with a hint of fear.

"You go."

For the sake of his sister, Huanwu Mengdi did not attack the Holy Gate, but he did not give them any additional titles.

There was some regret in the eyes of the leader of the Holy Sect.

If he had been more friendly to the empress in the past, perhaps he could have gotten a different result.

...

After Emperor Meng became emperor, he also thought about reviving Huan Ge, but the other party had already fallen for who knows how long.

Even if the heavens help

, and there is not much possibility.

She can only give up.

The Dream Emperor often falls into a deep sleep.

When he occasionally recites the fantasy song, the Avenue of Dreams will be performed automatically, and it is easy to connect reality with fantasy.

So she specially created a special area.

This is a country that belongs only to her, called the Forgotten Country.

And here, she also left the Dream Sky Butterfly that she spent half her life carving.

This is a unique imperial weapon, not very aggressive.

It is built based on the Fantasy Dream Sky Butterfly clan, and incorporates the perception of the Fantasy Dance Dream Avenue.

Once it is performed, it can continuously open several layers of dream realms.

In the realm, the opponent's strength will be seriously affected.

Correspondingly, his own momentum will increase greatly.

......

"Fantasy Dream Sky Butterfly."

On the other side, Gu Linfeng has passed through three layers of dreams, and he is getting closer and closer to the other side of Xingyu.

At a certain moment, above the full moon, the fairy chain made of rules and regulations fell down and turned into a magnificent divine bridge, as if inviting Gu Linfeng to go.

Enshrouded in fairy mist, you can vaguely see a thousand-foot waterfall hanging down, just like the Milky Way under the sky.

The next moment, amid the surging fairy light, an illusory and ethereal butterfly flew from the stars to the full moon.

The dream-making butterfly went there.

The intention was obvious, she wanted to invite Gu Linfeng to the full moon.

Gu Linfeng smiled faintly, and also had no intention of refusing, and slowly stepped onto the magnificent divine bridge.

As his footsteps fell, the dreams of many monks who had previously stayed out of the matter also disappeared.

They got out of trouble.

"It's really a near-death escape!"

Lu Renjia was frightened and breathed a long sigh of relief at this moment, looking exhausted.

Unlike Gu Linfeng's deliberate indifference, he was timid and his strength did not allow him to stay out of the matter.

But he didn't expect that he would save his life because of it.

"Lord Emperor... where are you going?"

They looked at the extremely beautiful divine bridge, and there was some yearning in their eyes.

However, a strong force rushed over, making it difficult for everyone to get close.

They could only watch Gu Linfeng gradually walk up.

...

Unlike before, the girl on the full moon was no longer a little girl, but a fairy-like woman with a noble temperament.

If ordinary people only took a look, they would feel ashamed and could not help but want to worship her.

Gu Linfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his face always indifferent.

"Why are you here?"

At this moment, the woman's red lips opened slightly, and a light and ethereal voice came from afar.

"Emperor's Soldier... Dream-making Sky Butterfly..."

Gu Linfeng smiled when he heard it.

He pointed to the illusory and ethereal butterfly, without any intention of covering up, and a simple sentence would not be able to deal with the latter.

After all, it was the first time she had seen such a straightforward one.