The Great Ruler: My Mother is the Empress

Chapter 42: The Killing of Fate

“Another two and a half years have passed.”

Mo Fan stood up, and there was chaotic mist flowing, and the spiritual energy of the Holy Spirit surrounded him, and thousands of paths merged around him.

He stretched his body, and the whole world shook.

This is a pure force, and just a wave of it seems to be able to shatter the void!

An unrivaled fighting body was created. Half a year ago, he was able to kill a half-saint. Now, he had made further progress. He vaguely saw a chasm ahead.

That is not the threshold to the path of beheading, but the chasm between saints and mortals.

The so-called saints have reached a level of transcendence and transcendence, and there is an insurmountable gap between them and the monks before them.

Therefore, for cultivators at that level, even if they achieve the Dao of Slashing in the future, as long as they don’t fight personally, even Mo Fan is not sure if he can defeat the Saint with his initial Dao of Slashing cultivation.

Of course, his greatest gain over the past six months was not the increase in his combat power, but the building of his cultivation and foundation.

He combined the nine stone tablets left by the Chaos Body Wang Bo and the Wanchu Holy Pagoda left by the first ancestor of Wanchu into the Chaos Ancient Coffin. He cleverly seized the fortune of this Chaos Fairyland, which allowed him to take another big step forward in the practice of the Chaos Holy Spirit Body.

This is more gratifying than the increase in combat power, because it is an improvement in a person's original potential and an improvement in the level of life.

He was born from the fourth generation of a ruthless man, and the suppression of the extreme imperial principles in his body was frighteningly powerful.

In this world, it is not much easier for the Emperor's Son to attain enlightenment than for the Holy Body or the Tyrant Body.

Otherwise, Wu Shi would not be the only one throughout history who attained enlightenment as the emperor's son.

Although he possesses the essence of the Chaos Holy Spirit Body, as long as he survives, he will eventually become the emperor.

But how could he be willing to prove his truth in such a dull way?

It’s still the same sentence - the coronation of the Heavenly Dao is nothing but a burden. I can prove the Dao with my own body and become immortal!

He wanted to break through the suppression of the fourth generation of the empress's imperial body and prove his truth against the will of heaven.

This is very scary. No one knows how powerful the ruthless empress will be after she has transformed four generations.

But Mo Fan will go on step by step until he reaches the highest point. He wants to be Mo Gao. Bah, he is determined to become the Emperor Ji Tian who will make the world silent for eternity.

Now, he will take the most solid step at the stage of Slashing Dao—

My will is the will of heaven, and the great way belongs to me!
Why should we cut off our own path?
Why should we go against the Great Dao?

He is the Tao!
"My foundation in Taoism has just been established, so it's time for you to react!"

Mo Fan's eyes were as calm as water. He stood above the vast starry sky, as if he could see the highest point in the sky.

Rumble!
Rumble!
At this moment, dark clouds swept across the sky billions of miles above the Eastern Wilderness, and thunder and lightning intertwined in the clouds.

Dark clouds rolled in, covering the sky for tens of thousands of miles, as if the world was being destroyed. Thunder and lightning were everywhere, and there were even shadows of some living creatures, including a divine dragon, a fairy phoenix, a white tiger, and a black tortoise. They looked extremely creepy.

Even at this time, the thunder tribulation was still changing. Above the sky, palaces were connected, precious lights were shining in ten colors, and figures that looked like gods stood in the sky, overlooking the world and watching the creatures on earth. They were so high above that people felt ashamed.

The next moment, a terrifying thunderbolt came instantly.

This was a heavenly palace made of thunder and lightning, which fell directly down, flooding an area of ​​space and striking people mercilessly.

Mo Fan did not move at all, allowing the lightning to strike his body, with no fluctuation in his eyes.

Boom boom boom!
His clothes were torn to pieces and his whole body was charred. Then the second thunderbolt came again mercilessly, even more ferocious than the previous one.

After that, the thunder tribulations seemed to be endless, falling one after another, not giving him any chance to breathe. It seemed that as long as Mo Fan was not dead, he would be killed immediately.

Three! Four! Nine! Ten!
Twenty! Thirty! Fifty! Seventy! Eighty! Eighty-one!
A total of ninety-nine eighty-one thunderbolts struck down, and even Mo Fan's terrifying body was still shattered. His bones were broken into countless pieces, and his flesh and blood were a mess, but he finally managed to hold on.

Qi Tian and the ancestors of Yaoguang Holy Land (who had joined the Immortal Palace) who were attracted by the vast thunder tribulation saw this scene and shouted:

"This is a thunder tribulation of good fortune!"

According to rumors, this kind of thunder tribulation only targets the most extraordinary beings. According to the legends throughout the ages, only the Wu Shi Great Emperor had ever encountered it, but by that time, the Wu Shi Great Emperor had already become a saint.

However, Mo Fan today is only at the level of a Dao of Destruction, yet he has attracted an unprecedented thunder calamity. Could it be that an immortal immortal will be born in the universe in the future?

Qi Tian and Patriarch Yaoguang were secretly shocked. Could it be possible that the Emperor's son would be stronger than the Wu Shi Emperor in the future?
But the next moment, the two came to their senses. The Emperor's son is the number one chaotic body in the universe. It is normal for him to be on par with or even surpass the Wushi Great Emperor, right?
At this moment, Mo Fan had the Chaos Millstone on his head, the Silent Heaven Halberd in his hand, and Chaos Dragons surrounding him, making him look like a true god. The Tao follows the laws of nature, and all the laws of heaven and earth are resonating and submitting to him.

The second thunderbolt fell, turning into ninety-nine eighty-one, striking Mo Fan's body directly and destroying it.

Fortunately, his cultivation of the Chaos Holy Spirit Body made a big step forward this time. The Chaos Holy Spirit Blood was no longer confined to the two major secret realms of Hualong and Xiantai, but had already flowed into the core chakra of the human body.

Many of the hidden physical 'portals' in the secret realm of the Wheel Sea were opened. Even he himself didn't know what level his physical body had reached now. He forced his way through this level.

"Emperor's son."

Qi Tian and Patriarch Yaoguang couldn't help but worry about Mo Fan, as Mo Fan was the only core of the Immortal Palace's existence now.

It can be said that if anything unexpected happened to Mo Fan, the ruthless prince, the Immortal Palace would most likely collapse immediately.

The first ones to suffer will definitely be Wanchu and Yaoguang. Even if Yaoguang has the ultimate imperial weapon, he can't beat four people with two fists.

Because of this lineage of ruthless people, the situation where the whole world is their enemy is not just talk.

Above the void, Mo Fan used the secret technique of Phoenix Regeneration to repair his body. His body was shattered, his bones were exposed, and his gray-white blood emitted divine light. In every drop of blood, there was a holy spirit sitting cross-legged, and chaotic mist filled the air around him.

One drop of blood from the Holy Body can be used to refine a supreme elixir. But now with Mo Fan's body, one drop of blood is a hundred times better than the Holy Body and better than the ten thousand year old medicine king. It can reach the level of prolonging the life of a supreme forbidden figure.

The third thunderbolt struck down mercilessly, shattering Mo Fan’s crown in the end, but he could still bear it.

Because every time he survived a thunder tribulation, he could feel that his Primordial Chaos Holy Spirit Origin was being refined by the heaven and earth, and the Primordial Chaos Holy Spirit blood in his body was also being nurtured, with a tendency to circulate in the Secret Realm of the Sea of ​​​​Chakras. In other words, he was slowly getting stronger.

Now, it depends on whether the lightning will kill him faster or he will become stronger faster.
(End of this chapter)