Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Emperor Zhenwu always had a solemn look on his face. Even if the sky in the west pushed him away, his power would still be lost.

He finally spoke.

"If you keep me here, you have a 90% chance of winning."

At this moment, Shiva has hidden his holy power, and the person talking to him is Ashoka.

In front of Ashoka, even Krishna and Brahma had to give up their throne and separate the two sides.

Especially Brahma, before Brahma, was one of the original three-phase gods and participated in the creation of the world.

Among them, the most vulgar caste system was created by him.

Behind Ashoka was a vast darkness, and there stood a million-strong army of the Mauryan Dynasty, which was as powerful as a saint.

"Ninety percent?" Ashoka chuckled, holding the golden light in his palm, flicking it a few times, and then snuffed it out.

"I have fought too many victorious battles with no chance of victory in my life. Even if the winning rate is only 1%, I can still annihilate the enemy."

This is the self-confidence of Ashoka and the self-confidence of the Maurya Dynasty.

"Can I say that I have never lost a battle in my life?"

King Ashoka expanded his Dharma form to the same height as the Emperor of Heaven.

Emperor Zhenwu closed his eyes for a moment and then said slowly: "You are very powerful, but not great, so..."

"Not really an emperor for eternity."

The deep sound of heaven falls, just like the determination of God towards human beings.

Ashoka was very disdainful and sneered: "My king, I don't need anyone's evaluation. You just need to know that this will be your burial place."

But the people of Tianzhu were not happy.

"Asoka's achievements are unparalleled in the world and are unparalleled throughout history. Why can't he be the only emperor for all eternity? In my opinion, Asoka is the greatest emperor in the world."

"Greater than Qin Shihuang, and more worthy of the name of an emperor throughout the ages."

Little Tianzhu's worship of Ashoka is almost crazy.

Instantly ignited the anger of the people of the Dragon Kingdom: "Get out of here!"

Then he took out the achievements of his ancestors one by one and exported them to little Tianzhu.

But countless people from the Dragon Kingdom have a regret hidden in their hearts.

If Xian Qin were to meet the Maurya Dynasty, it would explode.

"I miss my ancestors again. Can you resurrect my ancestors too?"

After all, everything the Eastern God did was aimed at resurrecting Su Ming.

We can't forget our ancestors. Even if Tiamat is resurrected, we are still willing to accept this result.

"You can regard Emperor Zhenwu as your ancestor, no!"

"It's time to change your mind. God Xuantian is the ultimate belief."

In the sky, the confrontation continues to heat up. Although Ashoka is conceited, he is not a blind lord.

After all, the other party is also the new Emperor of Heaven, sitting on the throne of Heaven.

Zhenwu waved his divine power and used the calamity light to protect his body, and then said: "Just now, I saw through your weakness."

"If you put aside everything else, based on the caste system alone, you will never be able to compare with me, the eternal emperor of the East."

It's really incomparable. When Ying Zheng unified the six countries, he abolished the human sacrifice that had caused harm for thousands of years and replaced it with pottery figurines.

Wait... caste system!

This word "西" is a thorn in the side of all Tianzhu people.

"How did he know this?"

"wrong!"

"It's not a secret. It's strange that he doesn't know."

The caste system is a topic that Tianzhu people can never put aside.

"What does he want to do? He wants to carry out a cultural attack. How tasteless!"

However, deep down in Xiao Tianzhu's heart, is she unable to bear to uncover this scar, or does she hope that this system will

Can it be impacted by external forces?

Hearing this, Ashoka was also at a loss, but he quickly shook his head: "I didn't mention that."

The air solidified instantly, and pressure was exerted on the person beside him.

Helpless, Brahma had no choice but to stand up: "A foreign god, is he worthy of judging our Tianzhu civilization?"

One song is suppressed to maintain this awkward balance.

But the next second, Brahma cast a torrent of divine power and launched an attack on Emperor Zhenwu, and the balance was broken.

Emperor Zhenwu looked to one side, shook his head, and sighed: "The gods above regard such laws that are harmful to nature as civilization. The people of Tianzhu live in such a miserable life."

"If I abolish these things, will it be considered a meritorious deed?"

He immediately raised his hand and annihilated Brahma's attack with one finger.

The faith of the people of Tianzhu outside the territory began to waver.

Especially the girls couldn't help crying.

"Is he, an alien god, really willing to do this?"

"No! Don't believe him, he is trying to win people over."

To avoid leaking their faith, the local Brahmins shouted to stop.

And those Kshatriyas are also blocking people from this idea.

Most of the people who foster this idea are poor people from lower castes. To say poor is a polite term.

In the eyes of most Brahmins, a pariah is more appropriate.

Although the caste system is the norm in Tianzhu society, it is not well understood by most people in the Dragon Kingdom.

"Can you please bring me a knowledgeable brother? I've encountered a blind spot in knowledge."

Brother Youdong immediately jumped out: "Can I really say this?"

It’s so vile and sensitive that even international relations scholars are avoiding it.

But, I have to say it.

"We'll talk about it later. As for Emperor Zhenwu's move, it's probably a new way of fighting called..."

"Civilization saves!"

Despite the pressure from the upper levels of Tianzhu, countless beliefs still converged on an outside god.

It seems ironic, but it is actually the common wish of hundreds of millions of people.

"We have had enough of the caste system. Brothers, on this issue, we can unconditionally follow the footsteps of the outer gods and stand up together! Overthrow this damn caste oppression!"

The people at the bottom of society in Tianzhu are cheering for Emperor Zhenwu.

Just because Emperor Zhenwu said: "Please protect caste exploitation!"

Please note that you are not asking for orders for the people of Tianzhu, but you are dealing with the matter rather than the person.

The height suddenly went up.

Faced with those voices of resistance and Zhenwu's righteousness.

Brahma became angry and completely blackened.

"Ah hahaha, yes, so what if I created the caste system with my own hands? Listen, that voice singing praises of glory in the ordinary, how beautiful it is."

"Everything in the world should be divided into high and low."

"You are denying this great truth and you are unforgivably sinful."

Brama pointed at Emperor Zhenwu's nose and cursed.

Emperor Zhenwu was unmoved, knowing full well that Brahma was guided by his caste to perform sacrifices, and that was how he achieved his current level of cultivation.

As long as this method is broken, most of Tianzhu's gods will fall apart.

Seeing the devil-like Brahma, Zhenwu just said one thing.

"You use cleanness and filth to distinguish noble from humble, but you don't know that your true heart is the filthiest thing."

Emperor Zhenwu showed his true appearance as Xuantian God and punched out.

King Asoka's army of millions was forced back thousands of miles.

"what is that?"

"It seems like... a pure land."

Isn’t it a place of peace that countless Sudras yearn for?

"We had a Pure Land before, but we haven't seen it since Sakyamuni Buddha traveled eastward."

Perhaps, this Eastern Emperor will become our new...

The destination of faith.