The Great Ruler 1401 Worldly Lord

"Da*n that Martial Ancestor!" he cried out, while an endless death-gas swept throughout the world, making countless creatures shiver.

His anger lasted for quite a long time before he gradually was able to suppress his foul mood. He looked darkly at his left hand, where there was now only a mere stump.

A cloud of death-gas swirled around the area where his palm had been severed, and then, a gray palm grew from that same spot. However, his expression was still ugly.

Since every part of his flesh had undergone so much trauma, even if his body was to regenerate now, it would definitely not be as tough or strong as it used to be. This would surely cause this new left hand to be a weakness and flaw in the future, when he was faced against his enemies.

The Black Corpse Heaven Demon Emperor clenched his withered palm as he stared coldly at his surroundings. It was as if his gaze could penetrate the entire space as it locked onto where the Martial Ancestor was. After a brief period of time, he looked away.

"This Martial Ancestor is formidable indeed," he muttered.

After his palm had completely recovered, wariness flashed in the Heaven Demon Emperor's dark eyes. Although the previous encounter had been very brief, he could still detect an incredibly dangerous aura from the Martial Ancestor.

"The Martial Ancestor guards the junction between the Great Thousand World and the Extraterritorial Race. Many Heaven Demon Emperors have suffered losses at his hands over the years. In the past, we still had some doubts about him, but now that I have met him, I know how fierce he really is," he said.

He then added, "There should be very few whose powers rival the Martial Ancestor's in the Great Thousand World. But, rumors do say that the Flame Emperor from the Endless Fire Territory is no weaker than him. These two people, according to the information that I have gathered, have the potentials to rival the Immortal Emperor of the ancient Great Thousand World."

The Black Corpse Heaven Demon Emperor's eyes narrowed. If this was the case, these two men would really become the enemies of their Extraterritorial Race. Then, in the future, once they went to war, these would be the two huge stones that would stand in their way.

"Fortunately, the overall strength of my Extraterritorial Race is higher than that of the whole Great Thousand World..." The Black Corpse Heaven Demon Emperor smirked unsettlingly, while a cold glint flashed in his eyes. "We have plotted for thousands of years for our plan to succeed. Even if these two are no weaker than the Immortal Emperor, they still cannot stop the pace of my Extraterritorial Race."

He then sneered. "Hpmh, now I'll let you be pleased for a while. When our plans succeed, I will surely find you, the Martial Ancestor, to avenge the loss of my hand today!" Then, with a wave of his hand, the Black Corpse Heaven Demon Emperor was enveloped in a cloud of death-gas before he dissipated entirely.

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In the Lower Plane.

As he looked beyond the world and saw how quickly the battle outcome had been determined, Mu Chen could not help but sigh, while a trace of admiration surged in his eyes. Although the two sides seemed to be on the same level, the battle had clearly revealed who had the upper hand.

Although the Black Corpse Heaven Demon Emperor was comparable to a Divine Heavenly Sovereign, he was still inferior to the Martial Ancestor. Although he had finally stepped into the Heavenly Sovereign-stage, he knew that he still had a long way to go.

"He is truly worthy of being the legendary Martial Ancestor." At this time, Reverend White Dragon had regained his senses, and he was so excited that even his body was shaking.

Mu Chen smiled. Then, his eyes gradually became cold. He stared at the dumbfounded Blood Demon Emperor and asked, "Now, do you have any other cards up your sleeve?"

The Blood Demon Emperor shook as he retreated immediately, transforming into a beam of blood light to escape beyond the sky. He had lost the will to fight and had no means of protecting his tribe. Hence, all he wanted was to escape alive.

"Do you need help?" A quiet voice was heard from outside the sky, while a wisp of light descended from the sky. It was the Martial Ancestor, who had just landed beside Mu Chen.

"I won't have to trouble elder to deal with such people. No worries, I can solve it." Mu Chen smiled, and with a thought, the black and white Mu Chens were in hot pursuit of the Blood Demon Emperor, who was frantically trying to escape.

"The Qi into Trinity is worthy of being one of the 36 volumes of Rare Super Powers. It seems that you really have managed to practice it." The Martial Ancestor looked at the two manifestations and nodded as he appraised them.

"It was a fluke. I had to rely on our predecessors," Mu Chen he shook his head and said.

"Why be so modest? You have become a Heavenly Sovereign at such a young age. This is enough to shock everyone in the Great Thousand World." The Martial Ancestor smiled, while he looked at Mu Chen with admiration in his eyes.

The last time he saw Mu Chen, Mu Chen had not even stepped into the rank of Earthly Sovereign yet. However, in less than ten years, Mu Chen had already set foot in the realm of Heavenly Sovereign! Such a training speed and rare talent were really extraordinary!

Mu Chen was embarrassed and scratched his head in the face of the Martial Ancestor's praise. Some of his time of practice had actually been performed in the strange space where there was a slow flow of time. In his journey of becoming a Heavenly Sovereign, in reality, it was only about half a day, but in that chaos, it was like a hundred years had passed.

"If Lin Jing could have half your tenacity in training, I would be satisfied." Upon thinking of his daughter, who was too lively, even a legendary figure like the Martial Ancestor felt a headache coming on.

Thinking of Lin Jing's excitable character, Mu Chen smiled, but did not say anything more. After all, if Lin Jing ever knew that he had laughed at her in front of her father, he was afraid that she would not let him off easily!

Fortunately, the Martial Ancestor did not say more about this, but looked at the Lower Plane and smiled. "I didn't expect that there would be a Worldly Soul in this Lower Plane. This is a good opportunity for you."

Naturally, he saw at a glance that Mu Chen had become the Worldly Lord of the Lower Plane. As such, it was possible for him to break through to Heavenly Sovereign with the help of this force.

A Lower Plane with a Worldly Soul was so rare in the whole Great Thousand World that even the ancient tribes would be moved by it. With the power of the Worldly Soul, they were likely to create a Heavenly Sovereign!

"Elder Martial Ancestor, you are a Worldly Lord too, aren't you? I don't know what the benefits of this are… What do I need to do?" Mu Chen hesitated for a moment.

Although he had become a Worldly Lord, he had no idea what to do next. Fortunately, the Martial Ancestor could show him the ropes.

The Martial Ancestor smiled and said, "The advantages of being a Worldly Lord are not small. In the future, if you fight your opponents, you will be able to communicate via the plane and obtain a steady stream of spiritual energy from them. Thus, you will naturally be able to gain some advantages."

Upon hearing these words, Mu Chen's heart jumped with joy. If this was so, he could summon the Eight Budur and the Mystery Dragon Army by using the spiritual energy from the Lower Plane. This could save him a lot of trouble in the future!

"However, you also have to know that you cannot exhaust the plane, as it is only one of many. If you take too much from it, you will cause the plane to collapse. Then, millions of creatures will be destroyed with it," the Martial Ancestor warned.

Mu Chen nodded solemnly. Now that he had become the Worldly Lord of the Lower Plane, he was able to easily control the existences and deaths of hundreds of millions of creatures in this plane. If he had no self-control, he would bring chaos and destruction.

"I promised the Worldly Soul to guard this plane, not allowing anyone to suffer from the encroachment of the Extraterritorial Race. But, if the Fiend Blood Tribe can enter here, this indicates that there is another space node in the region of the Extraterritorial Race. If this issue is not solved soon, there may be other Extraterritorial tribes entering in the future," Mu Chen said gravely.

"That's simple. Now that you are the Worldly Lord of this plane, you naturally have the power to move it. As long as you move the plane to a safe area, the space nodes will change," the Martial Ancestor explained.

Upon hearing that, Mu Chen's eyes lit up. He could move this plane to the Tianluo Continent and also find a way to connect the plane that was here to the Great Thousand World! Hence, as long as someone could break the shackles of the world, this person could head straight to the Mu Estate!

Those who were generally able to achieve this step were bound to be gifted. In the future, they might even enter the realm of the Heavenly Sovereign. As every force in the Great Thousand World was trying to solicit such talents, the Mu Estate would naturally not let them pass by either!

Thinking about this, Mu Chen turned to Bai Susu and the others and smiled. "In that case, I will link this plane with the Great Thousand World in the future. I think it will raise the level of power in this world. As long as you are able to break the shackles of this world, the Mu Estate will welcome you to join us at any time."

Bai Susu and many of the sovereigns in the Lower Plane were overjoyed to hear this, and they bowed to Mu Chen respectfully. They all knew that this would be an important opportunity for their world. With a powerful figure like Mu Chen looking out for them, they were no longer subject to the wilful killing of the Extraterritorial Race and could pursue a higher level.

As Mu Chen smiled, his thoughts flashed and two streams of light soared across the sky. At that moment, his two incarnations landed before him.

A blood-red ball of light was suspended in front of them. Inside the ball, there was a ferocious and vicious face, which belonged to the Blood Demon Emperor! Apparently, when he was intercepted by the two incarnations, the Blood Demon Emperor was unable to escape and had been sealed within the ball.

With a wave of his sleeve, Mu Chen suppressed the blood-red ball into the pagoda. He then bowed, while he clasped his fists respectfully toward the Martial Ancestor. "Thank you so much for your help today."

The Martial Ancestor waved his hand and replied calmly, "Ridding the world of demons is the responsibility of everyone in the Great Thousand World. Unfortunately, I did not kill the Black Corpse Heaven Demon Emperor here."

"Elder Martial Ancestor, if there is a need for me in the future, please do not hesitate to call upon me. I am at your command." Mu Chen's tone was sincere.

After all, both the Martial Ancestor and the Flame Emperor had given him an amulet. In other words, if it were not for their kind assistances, he would have had to give more considerations in the face of many dangerous situations, which would have weakened him. Therefore, these two had undoubtedly been great benefactors to him.

As the Martial Ancestor laughed, his sleeves fluttered. His resolute face had a calm charm to it as he said, "The Flame Emperor and I help you because you have potential. We also hope that, in the future, when the Extraterritorial Race once again invades our Great Thousand World, you will fight alongside us."

The Martial Ancestor then waved at Mu Chen, while his figure dissipated gradually. "Mu Chen, although you are now a Heavenly Sovereign, you must not slacken your efforts or become complacent. Otherwise, when the catastrophe comes, you may not be able to handle it."

After giving this final warning, the Martial Ancestor vanished. However, his serious voice reverberated in Mu Chen's ears long after he was gone.

Mu Chen's face was grave. He could hear the solemn nature of the Martial Ancestor's speech. Facing the Extraterritorial Race, even a legendary existence possessed a keen sense of crisis. It could be seen from this what kind of threat the Extraterritorial Race posed to the Great Thousand World.

"I will keep your advice in mind," Mu Chen murmured.

The Extraterritorial Race was surely a danger of the future, but now, it was time for him to do the things that he had kept in his mind all these years.

Phew.

He took a deep breath, his gaze gradually becoming sharp. He then murmured, "Budur Ancient Clan… I have waited for so many years… At last, the day has come..."

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