I'm not a theatre god

The Imperial Dao Ancient Treasure.

Boom!

A loud noise came from the abandoned city, and the figures of Zhu Zhong and Wu Qiong shuttled between the broken stones.

As Zhu Zhong threw a punch, the heavy fist force directly broke a wall, almost brushing Wu Qiong's nose, and the latter was like a light and drifting leaf, always avoiding Zhu Zhong's fatal attack.

But with Zhu Zhong's cold snort, he took a heavy step forward, and the heavy halberd swept across, and the surging wind and waves almost knocked Wu Qiong to the ground. In the face of absolute power, her physical strength and speed were not enough to support for too long.

Just as Wu Qiong was about to find an opportunity to retreat, a golden divine road descended from the sky, slowly landing not far away with a roar, and an aftermath containing the emperor's pressure swept across every corner of "Or Leap into the Abyss".

Almost at the same time, a line of text floated in front of all the other "quasi-emperors":

[The road to the throne has arrived]

[The competition has begun. The only 'quasi-emperor' who leads his vassal to the throne will ascend to the throne and become the emperor]

[Four hundred and ninety-three emperors cast their eyes on you]

Seeing these lines of text, whether it was the other quasi-emperors scattered in various corners of "Or Leaping in the Abyss", or Zhu Zhong and Wu Qiong who were fighting, they all stopped their actions.

"The road to the throne..."

Zhu Zhong's eyes gradually lit up.

Everyone looked at the only golden sacred road leading to "Flying Dragon in the Sky", and their heartbeats unconsciously accelerated... They knew that the time to decide the winner and whether others could leave the ancient Tibetan smoothly had come.

"Only one person can become the emperor?" Wu Qiong frowned tightly,

"This selection method is too cruel..."

You know, there are about five or six "quasi-emperors" now, and they all have their own followers. In the end, only one emperor can ascend the throne, which means that they must start killing each other, and in the end, only one emperor and his followers can leave alive.

If she wants to leave, she must kill other quasi-emperors and followers while keeping the hearts of her followers.

Just as Wu Qiong was thinking, a flag appeared out of thin air and stood beside her.

It was a golden flag with the word "Wu" written on it in a flamboyant style, which looked very much like the flags of the kings in ancient times. When the flag appeared, almost all her followers looked in this direction...

And almost at the same time, Zhu Zhong also had a black flag with the word "Zhu" written on it, dancing wildly in the wind!

Perhaps because Zhu Zhong had the most followers, the oppressive feeling exuded by the black flag was even stronger. Wu Qiong felt as if she was put on a heavy yoke, and her movements were a little slower.

In this period of competition among heroes, the more followers you have, the stronger the suppression of other "quasi-emperors".

Zhu Zhong with the black flag is undoubtedly the most terrifying overlord in the whole scene!

"Hahahahaha!" Zhu Zhong felt the advantage brought by the flag and laughed out loud, "Wu Qiong, what can you use to fight me? I, Zhu Zhong, will definitely take the throne of the emperor!"

Amid Zhu Zhong's wild laughter, his dozens of followers also felt more and more at ease. After all, it seems that they have the greatest chance of leaving this ancient Tibetan alive... On the other hand, Wu Qiong's followers seem to be weak and alone.

Wu Qiong gritted her teeth and quickly scanned the surroundings. Seeing several flags descending on the Tibetan streets not far away, she immediately shouted:

"What are you waiting for?! If we don't deal with Zhu Zhong first, we will not survive!"

Those small forces "quasi-emperors" hiding in the distance and watching secretly were a little restless. Almost no one who could attract the attention of the emperors was a fool. They all wanted to understand the current situation at the first time...

Zhu Zhong was too powerful. If they didn't unite, no one could be his opponent. Only by forming alliances could they have a way out.

"Zhu Zhong is cruel and ruthless! We must not let him become emperor!"

"Only if we defeat him together now can we have a chance of survival later!"

"Let's go together!!"

"..."

As the "quasi-emperors" shouted inspiring slogans, everyone rushed forward and rushed towards Zhu Zhong and others!

Under the pressure of survival and the constant guidance of the ancient treasures of the Emperor Dao, these young people who had supported each other to walk out of the gray world not long ago have become enemies of life and death. They held various weapons in their hands, shouted and stabbed each other's bodies, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

A red opera robe stood in the distance, and after seeing this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"No wonder this ancient treasure projected texts in front of everyone's eyes... It subtly guided, praised, brainwashed, and implanted rules in their consciousness, thus recreating an era of chaos and division..."

"Sure enough, the emperors have dirty hearts."

Chen Ling glanced at the road to the throne leading to "Flying Dragon in the Sky". His eyes seemed to penetrate the void, and he saw those emperors who were high above, looking down indifferently at the battle of the ants on the sand table below.

"Your chess game is going well, but now, my chess pieces are also going to enter the field..."

Chen Ling's eyes moved, looking at the hemp-clothed boy who was walking step by step towards the chaotic battlefield, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I want to see if you can still play this game of chess."

...

Li Fu held A Qian's hand and stopped at the edge of the street.

"Brother Li...what's going on in front? It feels like there are a lot of people fighting." A Qian heard the roar and fighting sounds not far away, and felt uneasy.

"Don't be afraid." Li Fu touched her head, "You just hide here, don't go anywhere, understand?"

"You...are you going to fight too?"

"Me? I'm not going to fight."

Li Fu rubbed the ring on his middle finger with his fingertips, paused for a moment, and slowly said, "I went there to do something else..."

"Okay."

Under Li Fu's guidance, A Qian found a hidden place to hide. If you don't look carefully, it's hard to find her.

After settling A Qian, Li Fu took a deep breath and walked straight to the chaotic battlefield...

His steps were like rocks, heavy and firm.

As he moved forward, more and more fighting figures appeared in his field of vision. Li Fu recognized them. Not long ago, they had sat together to discuss how to survive after arriving in the Tianshu Realm, but now they have become enemies.

Li Fu didn't know why things turned out like this, but he could feel that there was an invisible big hand controlling everyone's psychology and actions...

But none of this mattered anymore.

Li Fu didn't care how others fought, or whether he became someone else's pawn. He risked his life to get this chance... He had only one goal.

"Zhu Zhong!!" Li Fu took a deep breath in the chaotic battlefield,

"Come out and die!!!"